Great(i)
3 I haue troaden the presse my selfe alone, and of all people there is not one with me. Thus wyll I treade downe myne enemyes in my wrath, and set my fete vpon them in my indignacyon. And their bloude shalbe spronge vpon my cloothes, and so wyll I stayne all my rayment.
4 For the daye of vengeaunce is assigned in my hert, & the yeare when my people shall be delyuered, is come.