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17 And the seruaunt runnyng to meete her, sayde: let me I pray thee drinke a litle water of thy pitcher. 18 And she sayd: drinke my Lorde. And she hasted, and let downe her pytcher vpon her arme, and gaue him drinke. 19 And when she had geuen him drinke, she sayde: I wyll drawe water for thy Camelles also, vntyl they haue dronke ynough. Genesis 24:17-19, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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