What a fool, quoth he, am I, thus to lie in a stinking dungeon, when I may as well walk at liberty I have a key in my bosom, called Promise, that will, I am persuaded, open any lock in Doubting Castle
What a fool, quoth he, am I, thus to lie in a stinking dungeon, when I may as well walk at liberty I have a key in my bosom, called Promise, that will, I am persuaded, open any lock in Doubting Castle
Hope. I am sorry that I was so foolish, and am made to wonder that I am not now as Lot's wife, for wherein was the difference betwixt her sin and mine She only looked back and I had a desire to go see. Let grace be adored, and let me be ashamed that ever such a thing should be in mine heart.
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