ffro thi wyff why comyst thou owte?
Joseph. Good sere, lete me wepe my ffylle,
Go forthe thi wey and lett me nowght.
Angelus. In thi wepynge, thou dost ryght ylle,
Aȝens God thou hast myswrought;
Go chere thi wyff with herty wylle,
And chawnge thi chere, amende thi thought.
Sche is a ful clene may.
I telle the, God wyl of here be born,
And sche clene mayd as she was beforn,