5 And I wyll fet a morsell of bread to comfort your heartes withall, and then shall you go your wayes: for euen therefore are ye come to your seruaunt. And they sayde: do euen so as thou hast sayde.

6 And Abraham went apace into the tent vnto Sara, & sayde: Make redy at once three peckes of fine meale, kneade it and make cakes vpon the hearth.

7 And Abraham runnyng vnto his beastes, fet a calfe tender and good, and gaue it vnto a young man, and he hasted to make it redy at once.

8 And he toke butter and mylke, and the calfe which he had prepared, and set it before them, and stoode hym selfe by them vnder the tree: & they dyd eate.

Genesis 18:5-8, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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