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my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong!⁠—I have as much soul as you⁠—and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh;⁠—it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God’s feet, equal⁠—as we