Bycause ye haue eaten a flye,

To your great vyllony,

That neuer more may dye.

Convenio vos, O hypocritæ, &c.

Come forthe, ye popeholy,

Full of melancoly;

Your madde ipocrisy,

And your idiosy, 250

And your vayne glorie,

Haue made you eate the flye,