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30 but assone as this thy sonne was come (which hath deuoured thy goodes with harlotes) thou haste for his pleasure kylled the fatt caulfe.
31 And he sayde vnto him: Sonne, thou art euer with me, and all that I haue is thyne:
32 it was mete that we shulde make mery and be glad: for this thy brother was deed, and is alyue agayne: and was loste, and is founde.