Primus generacionis David.
What chere, Joseph, what ys the case,
That ye lye here on this ground?
Joseph. Age and febylnesse doth me embrace,
That I may nother welle goo ne stond.
Secundus generacionis.
We be commandyd be the beschoppys sond,
That every man of Davyd kynrede,
In the tempyll to offyr a wond;
Therfor in this jorney let us procede.