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Do you think I can stay to become nothing to you? Do you think I am an automation? A machine without feelings? And can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from 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 souless 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 wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to live me, as it is now for me to live you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh--it is my spirit that address your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave and we stood at God's feet--equal--as we are!