Angelus. In tokenyng whereof, Lady, I am here presentand
A braunce of palme, outh of paradis com this;
Before youre here God biddith it be bore.
Maria. Now thanke be to that Lord of his mercy evermore!
Angelus. Yowre meknesse, youre lovnesse, and youre hie lore,
Is most acceptable in the Trynité syth;
Youre sete ryall in hefne apparaled is thore:
Now dispose yow to deye, youre sone wyl thus rith.
Maria. I obbeye the commaundement of my God here before;
But on thyng I beseke that Lord of his myth,