Qualiter, sicut deus destinauit, pater filiam inuentam recognouit.
With that he sobreth his corage 1700
And put awey his bevy chiere.
Bot of hem tuo a man mai liere
What is to be so sibb of blod:
Non wiste of other hou it stod,
And yit the fader ate laste
His herte upon this maide caste,
That he hire loveth kindely,
And yit he wiste nevere why.