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Up, he exclaimd, brother. upon thy feet Arise. err not. thy fellow servant I, Thine and all others of one Sovran Power. If thou hast ever markd those holy sounds Of gospel truth, nor shall be given ill marriage, Thou mayst discern the reasons of my speech. Go thy ways now; and linger here no more. Thy tarrying is a let unto the tears, With which I hasten that whereof thou spakst.