ffayn wolde I knowe who were ffadyr his,
ffor of this grett dowte I am sore dysmayd
Indede.
If that he be Goddys childe,
And born of a mayd mylde,
Than be we rygh sore begylde,
And short xal ben oure spede.
Therfore, seres, sumwhat that ȝe shewe,
In this grett dowth what is best to do;
If he be Goddys sone he wyl brede a shrewe,