Episcopus. A! ffayre mayde, why seyst thou so?
What menyth the for to levyn chast?
Why wylt thou not to weddyng go?
The cawse thou tell me, and that in hast.
Maria. My ffaydr and my modyr sertys also,
Er I was born, ȝe may me trast,
Thei were bothe bareyn, here frute was do;
They come to the tempyl at the last,
To do here sacryfice.
Bycause they hadde nothyr frute nere chylde,