The Tyrant... The courage of this little Bird is singular.

Grete wel Vrban, oure helpere in Crist Jhesus, and Stacchen, my derlyng.

The foolish man thereat woxe wondrous blith, / As if the word so spoken, were halfe donne, / And humbly thanked him a thousand sith, / That had from death to life him newly wonne.

You’ll find, when once my passion is afloat, / The soul of Caesar, in a petticoat!