At ille intimo ex corde longa trahens suspiria: Heu, proh dolor! inquit, quod tam lucidi vultus homines tenebrarum auctor possidet, tantaque gratia frontispicii mentem ab interna gratia vacuam gestat! Rursus ergo interrogavit, quod esset vocabulum gentis illius.
Then this good man, heavily sighing from the bottom of his heart: Alas! quoth he, it is a piteous case, that the author of darkness possesseth such bright beautied people and that men of such a gracious outward shew do bear a mind void of inward grace. Again therefore he enquired what was the name of that people.
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