Maria. Now, oure Lord, thank ȝow for this!
Here is my fadyr and my modyr bothe,
Most mekely I beseche I may ȝow kys;—
Now forȝeve me yf evyr I made ȝow wrothe!
Et explexendo osculabit patrem et matrem.
Joachym. Nay, dowtere, ȝe offendyd nevyr God nor man;
Lovyd be that lord ȝow so doth kepe!
Anne. Swete dowtyr, thynk on ȝour modyr An,
ȝour swemynge smytyht to myn hert depe.
Maria. ffadyr and modyr, I xal pray for ȝow and wepe,