Bot he the kyng of hevene drede.
For what kyng sett hym uppon pride
And takth his lust on every side 3090
And wil nought go the righte weie,
Though god his grace caste aweie
No wondir is, for ate laste
He schal wel wite it mai nought laste,[1800]
The pompe which he secheth here.
Bot what kyng that with humble chere
Aftir the lawe of god eschuieth