yet they saye: they do well, when they do euil. As the prince wyll, so sayeth the iudge: that he maye do him a pleasure agayne. The greate man speaketh what his herte desyreth: & the hearers alowe hym.
And as they were making their hertes merye, the men of the cytye, whyche were wycked, set the house roundabout, and thrust at the dore, and spake to the man of the house, the olde man saying: brynge forthe the man that came into thyne house, that we may knowe hym.