Matthew(i)
1 Bvt now they that are myne inferiours and younger then I, haue me in derision: yea euen they, whose fathers I woulde haue thought scorne to haue set with the dogges of my cattell.
2 The power and strength of their handes might do me no good, and as for their age, it is spent and past away: wythout any profit.
3 For very misery & honger, they went about in the wildernesse lyke wretches and beggers,
4 plucking vp herbes from amonge the busshes, and the Iunipers rote was their meat.
5 And when they were dryuen forth, men cried after them, as it had bene after a thefe.
6 Their dwellyng was besyde foule brokes, yea in the caues and dennes of the earth.
7 Vpon the drye heeth wente they aboute crying, and in the brome hilles they gathered them together.
8 They were the chyldren of fooles and vilaynes, which are deade away from the world.
9 Now am I their songe and am become their yestinge stocke:
10 they abhorre me, they fle far from me, and stayne my face with spetle.