Matthew(i)
5 Euen so goeth it thys day with oure kinges & princes, for they beginne to be wodde droncken thorowe wine, they vse familarite with suche as disceyue him.
6 They with the ymaginacyon of their herte are lyke an ouen, their slepe is all the nyghte lyke the slepe of a baker, in the morninge is he as hote as the flamme of fyre,
7 they are altogether as hote as an ouen. They haue deuoured their owne iudges, all their kinges are fallen: yet is there none of them that calleth vpon me.