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18 I am a mother of fair love, and of dread, and of knowing, and of holy hope. In me is all grace of way, and of truth; in me is all hope of life and of virtue.

19 All ye that covet me, pass (or come) to me; and be ye filled of (or with) my generations. [Passeth to me, all that covet me; and of my generations be ye full-filled.]

20 For why my spirit is sweet above honey; and mine heritage is above honey, and honeycomb. My mind is in the generation of worlds (or I shall always be remembered). [My spirit forsooth over honey sweet; and mine heritage over honey, and honeycomb. My mind in the generation of worlds.]

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