And fynally by this occasion
Romayns ageyn them gan wexe furious
Toke herdynes of their diuysion
And a consull called Mumus
A manly knight in armys full famous
Into Achaya was from rome sent
It to destroye by great auisement
They of Achaia by their negligence
And by their frowarde wylfull rechelesnesse
Of very pryde list make no diffence
Thought them silf without auysenesse
Of power able and strenger in sothnesse
Than were romayns verely in dede
Thus were they stroyed afore or they toke hede
They stode in hope in their sturdynesse
By that batayle to haue had greate pillage
Of the romayns to haue wonne full greate rychesse
And for a pompe of wylfull fals dotage
They toke their wyues and wymen yonge of age
And set them vpon an hye mounteyne
That their manhode might in the feelde be seyne
Whan the romayns met them in batayle
They dispurueyed and out of ordynaunce
Slayne lyke bestys their power gan to fayle
Of frowarde pryde and recheles gouernaunce
••hat achaia was brought to myschaunce
Wymen and children for sorowe almoste mad
To lyue in seruage were to rome lad
Corinthe that tyme was their cheef cite
Destroyed by romaynes and brought to ruine
Which amonge Cytees in Bochas ye may see
Aboue all other dyd in honoure shyne
Of all sciences there floured the doctryne
And of craftes artifycers moost wyse
Rekne all the worlde there was cheef marchaundyse
Thus vnwarly in their moost noblesse
Sittynge of fortune in the stage
They were destroyed of tresoure and richesse
Brought to nought by slaughter and pyllage
Their walles broke in that cruell rage
And in that brennynge bochas seith the leuene
Raught a greate part vpwarde to the heuene
Pleyne with the erth the wallys broke doun
The peple slayne merciles yonge and olde
And there was made a greate dyuision
Sūme led in seruage and sūme of them were solde
Imagys of copir of siluer and of golde
Were sodenly in all that violence
Togydre molte so hot•• was the feruence
Of which metall thus after it is fall
Golde siluer copir medlyd into one
Copre of corynthe men did it call
Through all the worlde of custom euerichone
Fame of which metall is so ferre gone
That the vessels forgyd of the same
Corinthoise callyd is the name
AFter Corynth was thus brent to nought
A prince called Philip Philermene
To Iohn bochas hath his cōpleynt brought
In whoos face and chere it was well sene
The wofull constreynt of his mortall tene
And he was whilom bochas doth specefie
Lorde of a cite called vallaquie
Marchu•• actilius toke him prisonere
Brought him to rome list him nat respyte
Next to Bochas with an heuy chere
Apperyd a knight called domocrite
Of Etholis myn auctour doth so write
He was cheef lorde but he and his cuntre
Translatyd were into rome the cyte
This duke was caste and cheyned in prison
Escapyd onys in story as I fynde
Take ageyne throwe in a derke dungeon
There for sorowe went oute of his mynde
Slough him silf at mischeef ageyne kynde
Loo howe these princis proude and recheles
Haue shamefull ende which can nat lyue in pes