What needeth it of king Antiochus 4160 To tell his high and royal majesty, His great pride, and his workës venomous? For such another was there none as he; Readë what that he was in Maccabee. And read the proudë wordës that he said, And why he fell from his prosperity, And in an hill how wretchedly he died.

Fortúne him had enhanced so in pride, That verily he ween’d he might attain Unto the starrës upon every side, And in a balance weighen each mountáin, And all the floodës of the sea restrain. And Goddë’s people had he most in hate; Them would he slay in torment and in pain, Weening that God might not his pride abate.