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He schal be grete by godly myght,
And cleped hys sone that is most hee;
He schal hym gyve by mothir ryght The sete of David hys fathir free.
In Jacob hows he schal be kyng, And of hys rewme schal be noon ende ;
Then askyd Marye of this thing,
How it schulde be sche wolde be kende,
For man I purpose nev? to knowe;
Than seyde the Aungell from above The Holy Gost schal come and schowe
To thee in the strengthe of love,
And umbischadwe thee with light And v?tue grete of hys godhede;
Tfifore that holy thing of myght That schal be born of thee in dede
Schal be Goddis sone, and so be called,
And so Elizabeth thi awnte Sche hath conseyved, though sche be olde,
A sone, suche grace God hath hir graunte.
And now the Sixte moneth is this To hir that passed in childe berynge,
To God unmyghty no thing is, At hym be may no failyng thinge. |
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