And the bramble said unto the trees, If in truth ye anoint me king over you, then come and take refuge in my shade; and if not, let fire come out of the bramble, and devour the cedars of Lebanon.
Whiche answeride  to hem, If ye maken me verili kyng to you, come ye, and reste vndur my schadewe; soþeli, if ye nylen, fier go out of þe ramne, and deuoure þe cedris of þe Liban.