And thus the two twin sons of sorrow for sin and hunger after holiness went out arm in arm to the great pavilion together, Mr.Desires- awake with his rope upon his head, and Mr.Wet-eyes with his hands wringing together.

Thus they went to the Prince's pavilion.

I gave you a specimen of one of Mr.Wet-eyes' prayers in the introduction to this discourse, and you did not discover much the matter with it, did you?
You did not discover much filthiness in the bottom of that prayer, did you?
I am sure you did not.

Ah! but that is because you have not yet got Mr.
Wet-eyes' eyes.

When you get his eyes; when you turn and employ upon yourselves and upon your tears and upon your prayers his always-wet eyes,--then you will begin to understand and love and take sides with this inconsolable soul, and will choose his society rather than that of any other man--as often, at any rate, as you go out to the Prince's pavilion door.
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