| W | As neuyr Capteyn vnder a kyng | |
| That regnes mo put in subiection | |
| Ne strenger was in feld of alle thing | |
| As in his tyme ne gretter of renoun | |
| Ne more Pompous in high presumpcion | |
470 | Than Olophern whiche fortune atte laste | |
| So licorously ladde hym vp and doun | |
| Til that he ded was or that he wiste | |
| Not only that this worlde hadde of hym awe | |
| For lesing of riches and liberte | |
475 | But he made euery man reneye his lawe | |
| Nabugodonosor was lord saide he | |
| None other god sholde honoured be | |
| Ayens his heste ther dar no wight trespas | |
| Sane in Betulia a strong cyte | |
480 | Where Eliachim was prest of that place | |
| But take kepe of the deth of Olophern | |
| Amyd his ost he dronke lay al nyght | |
| With ynne his tente large as is a bern | |
| And yet for al his pompe and al his myght | |
485 | Iudith a womman as he lay vpright | |
| Slepinge his hed of smoot & fro his tente | |
| Ful pryuely she stale from euery wight | |
| And to the cyte she hath it sente | |
| W | Hat nedith it of kyng Antiochus | |
490 | To telle his high and ryal maieste | |
| His high pryde his werk venemus | |
| For such another man nas neuyr as he | |
| Redith what that he was in Machabe | |