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And I do now purpose not to return into the city, but here to stay, and neither to eat nor drink, but continually to mourn and to fast until I die."
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Then left I the meditations wherein I was, and spoke to her in anger, saying,
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"Thou foolish woman above all others, seest thou not our mourning, and what happeneth unto us?
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How that Zion our mother is full of all heaviness, and much humbled, mourning very sorely?
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And now, seeing we all mourn and are sad, for we are all in heaviness, art thou grieved for one son?