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114 hurt thee. But I wonder how thou dareft once take vppon them to offend uch a mightie beat. He is wie, of great trength, and hath great credit, beides that he is in fauor, and doth what he lit: and what he doth, the King doth. Maiter Ae ayde the Moyle, Nowe like a foole thou peakeft. Thou knowet nothing if thou beleeue that the greatet perons onely can reuenge and none others. Seed thou not that ometime the imple and ignorant doe not regard nor ateeme the good and vertuous: and many times doe them hrewde turnes and dipleaures? The Commons robbe the Gentlemen. But what more? the little ometime eateth vp the great: and the Coward killeth the valiant. And bicaue I haue hearde thee a while, and hat alledged many fables and examples: thou halt now liten to mine another while, and o wee will conult what is to be done. Jeu thou maket this Bull wonderfull great, and mee but a poore beat and of no account, but I pray thee heare me, being poore and little as I am.

In the cliftes of Mount Olympus there haunted a yong Leueret, feeding continually in that place: and an eagle pying, marked hir forme