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28. Letter.
Dear friend,
I Received yours of an old date; you are constant in loving, slow in expressing and declaring; in which, though yet you are full; I doe own your love in all, both letter and token, and wish I had to make you a sutable return
Your trouble, is about Ordinances; You want them, and yet cannot use them, you think you want them at least; but it is the annoint∣ing you want, not John, much lesse his water; you have the annointing, and need not that any man teach you, 1 John 2. 21. It abideth in you, it will appear, the box in which it is, will be broken, and perfume the whole honse: The box is your heart, whilest you are looking without: In that condition you are, the Poets Tantalus is your picture and your motto. The Woolf by the ears, you neither dare hold nor let go; stay a while, and your Candle wil be