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WHen we see one in the streets,* 1.1 from every dunghill, gather old pieces of rags and durty clouts, little would we think, that of those old rotten ragges beaten together in the Mill, there should be made such pure fine white Paper as af∣terwards
we see there is: Thus the poor despised Children of God, may be cast out into the world as dung and dross, may be smeared and smooted all over with lying amongst the pots,* 1.2 they may be in tears, perhaps in bloud, both broken-hearted and broken-boned; yet for all this they are not to dispair, for God will make them one day shine in joy, like the bright stars of Heaven, and make of them Roy∣all, Imperiall Paper, wherein he will write his own name for ever.
Walt. Balcan∣quels Serm. at St. M. Spittle, 1623.
Par est, ut ••icut omnis creatur•• lugubre doluit, &c. Aug. in Ser. de Pasc.