In Goddys name now go we, wyff, hom to our hous.
Anne. Ther was nevyr joy sank in me so depe,
Now may we say, husbond, God is to us gracyous,
Verily.
Joachym. ȝa, and if we have levyd wel here before,
I pray the, Lord, thin ore,
So mote we levyn evyr more,
And be thi grace more holyly.
Anne. Now hom-ward, husbond, I rede we gon,
Ryth hom al to our place,