Doth a fountayne sende foorth at one place, sweete water, and bitter also?
Like as a conduite spouteth out waters, so she spouteth out her wickednesse: Robberie and vnrighteousnesse is hearde in her, sorowe and woundes are euer there in my sight
Out of one mouth proceadeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these thynges ought not so to be.
Can the fygge tree, my brethren, beare oliue beries? either a vine beare figges? So can no fountayne geue both salt water and freshe also.