The tragedies, gathered by Ihon Bochas, of all such princes as fell from theyr estates throughe the mutability of fortune since the creacion of Adam, vntil his time wherin may be seen what vices bring menne to destruccion, wyth notable warninges howe the like may be auoyded. Translated into Englysh by Iohn Lidgate, monke of Burye.

❧ Lenuoye.

THis tragedy declareth who lyst here Of duke Brennus many great batayle, His extorte conquest and holy the maner Howe by force he rode through al Itayle: After how he the Romayns dyd assaile, His fall in Grece by vengeable violence, For he to goddes would do no reuerence.

Toke al the treasours & iuels most entere Out of their temples, and richest apparayle, Golde and perle, and al that yfere To his encrease whych that myght auayle: The rich he robbed, oppressed the porayle, Of verye pompe and frowarde insolence, And lyst to goddes do no reuerence.

This mighty tiraūt most surquedous of chere With couetyse brent in hys entrayle Whose gredy fret ther might no mesure stere, Tyll that fortune at mischefe dyd hym fayle: He lacked might her variant whele to nayle, Agayne whose fall there was no resistence, For he to goddes lyst do no reuerence.

Noble prynces conceyue and do lere The fall of Brennus for misgouernayle, And prudently paysyng thys matere Vertue is strōger than outher plate or maile, Afore considred what Brennus doth coūsayle Chefe preseruatyfe of your magnificence, Is to god to do due reuerence.