Matthew(i)
15 Then she sayd vnto him: How canst thou say that thou louest me, when thyne hert is not with me: for thou hast mocked me this thre tymes, and haste not tolde, wherin thy great strength lyeth.
16 And as she laye vpon him with her wordes, contynually vexinge of him, his soule was encombred euen vnto the death.
17 And he tolde her all his herte, and sayde vnto her: there neuer came raser nor sheres vpon myne head, for I haue bene and abstayner to God euen from my mothers wombe. If myne heare were cut of, my strength woulde go from me, and I shoulde waxe & be lyke all other men.