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16 And he put foorth a similitude vnto the, saying: The grounde of a certaine ryche man brought foorth plentifull fruites.

17 And he thought within him selfe, saying, What shall I do, because I haue no rowme where to bestow my fruites?

18 And he sayde, this wyll I do, I wyll destroy my barnes, and buylde greater, and therin wyll I gather all my fruites and my goodes.

19 And I wyll saye to my soule: Soule, thou hast much goods layed vp in store for many yeres, take thyne ease, eate, drynke, and be mery.

Luke 12:16-19, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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