Matthew(i)
25 And there arose great darthe in Samaria: for they had beseged it, vntyll an asses head was worth foure skore sycles of syluer, and the fourth part of a Cab of doues dong worth fyue sycles.
26 And as the kyng of Israell walked vpon the walles there cryed a woman to hym, saying: helpe, my Lord Kyng.
27 And he sayde: Naye, the Lorde helpe the. But wherewyth shulde I helpe the, with corne or wyne?
28 Then sayde the kyng to her: what ayleth the? And she aunswered: thys woman here sayde to me, brynge thy sonne, and let vs eate hym to daye, and we wyll eate myne to morowe?
29 And so we dressed my sonne, and dyd eate hym. And I sayde to her another day, brynge thy sonne that we maye eate hym. But she had hyd her sonne.