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19 Beholde, my belly is as the wine, whiche hath no vent, lyke the newe bottels that bruste. 20 Therfore will I speake, that I may haue a bent: I will open my lippes, and make aunswere. 21 I will regarde no maner of person, no man will I spare. 22 For if I woulde go about to please men, I knowe not howe soone my maker would take me away. Job 32:19-22, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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