Howe the proude tyraunt Aman was hangyd and the Innocent preseruyd
THe horrible fall furious for to rede
That foloweth after of the greate aman
A ful fals tyraunt founde in thought & dede
And was of byrth a macedonyan
Which as the byble full wel reherce can
Was cheef mayster who can well concerne
With assuerus his people to gouerne
He was exalted hie in pryde
To goddys people moost contrarious
His hatefull venym he list nat for to hyde
But lyke a tyraunt moost malicious
Of wilfull rancoure fell and despitous
Fully disposed and coude him nat withdrawe
To destroye the iewes and their lawe
To his entent he gate auctoryte
By his subtyl fals compassinge
Sent oute lettres into eche cuntre
Throughoute all perce by biddinge of the kinge
That hye and lowe within the londe dwellynge
No wight except that people all aboute
Shulde vnto aman obeye knele and loute
This was the biddinge of kinge assuere
Whan quene vasty was voyded for hir pryde
And hester chosen a mayde moost entere
Was brought to courte with the kinge to abide
Which had in youth for to be hir guyde
A worthy Iewe called mardoche
Within Susus a large faire cite
By whoos counseyle euery thinge she wrought
Passinge fayre and of greate mekenesse
And whan the Eunukes to the kinge hir brought
She was acceptyd for hir greate fairenesse
Vnto his grace hir story bereth wytnesse
And there cherisshed in especiall
Aboue al the maydens in the court royall
And of al perce was she crowned quene
A pes cōmaundyd through all tho regions
Duringe the feest that men might sene
The kinges nobley in citees and in touns
And of this feest the rich roiall souns
Cam to the erys of simple mardoche
Which cam with other the maner for to se
Tofore the paleys as he dyd abyde
With other Iewes in his cūpanye
Of hap as he kest his ere aside
He of two porters the counseyle dyd espye
Howe they theym cast by fals expiracye
To sle the kinge some day of that yere
Lyke their entent whan they fonde best leysere
Whan mardocheus prudently gan fele
The secret malice of theyr compassinge
Of compassion he wolde it nat concele
But made hester discure it to the kinge
Whereof conuyct they were led to the hanginge
As me semeth a competent guerdon
For all that falsly Imagyne such treson