Great(i)
17 I haue a good hope for my parte to shape hym an answere, and to shewe him my meanynge:
18 For I am full of wordes, and the sprete that is within me, compelleth me.
19 Beholde, my belly is as the wyne, which hath no vente, and bursteth the new vessels in sunder.
20 Therfore will I speake that I may haue a vente: I will open my lyppes, & make answere.
21 I will regarde no maner of personne, no man will I spare.
22 For yf I wold go aboute to please men, I knowe not howe sone my maker wolde take me awaye: