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2 I became dumbe through scilence, I helde my peace from speakyng of good wordes: but the more was my sorowe increased. 3 My heart was hotte within me, and whyle I was thus musyng the fire kyndled: and at the last I spake with my tongue. Psalms 39:2-3, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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