I to bere a childe that xal bere alle mannys blyss,
And have myn hosbonde ageyn; ho mythe have joys more?
No creature in erthe is grauntyd more mercy i-wys!
I xal hyȝe me to the ȝate to be ther before.
Here goth the aungel aȝen to hefne.
A! blyssyd be our Lord! myn husbond I se.
I xalle on myn knes and to hym-ward crepe.
Joachym. A! gracyous wyff Anne, now frutefull xal he be!
ffor joy of this metyng in my sowle I wepe;
Have this kusse of clennesse and with ȝow it kepe,