Good news from NEVV-ENGLAND: WITH An exact relation of the first plan­ting that Countrey: A description of the profits accruing by the Worke. Together with a briefe, but true discovery of their Order both in Church and Common-wealth, and maintenance al­lowed the painfull Labourers in that Vineyard of the LORD. WITH The names of the severall Towns, and who be Preachers to THEM.

LONDON; Printed by Matthew Simmons, 1648.

A New Relation by Observation, and serious Cogitation touching the Transplan­tation of our English Nation.

TO spend no time in complement honest John, cast not away these lines, because the meeter and rusticall harmony rings but rudely without rhe­torick, let me lead thy affections to these follow­ing premises: suppose thou see thy face not so amiable as thy fancy deemes it to be, fling not furiously to breake the glasse, moderate thy anger, and I have my desire. Misse not my meaning, by turning my discourse to perso­nate any, but many: Its past my intention to lessen or inlarge for favour or affection. Applause I looke not for: some Latine and E­loquent phrases I have pickt from others, as commonly clowns use to doe, yet be sure I am not in jest: for the subject I write of re­quires in many particulars the most solemn and serious meditation that ever any of like nature have done. Favour my clown-ship if I prove too harsh, and I shall remaine yours.

Of the reasons moving this people to transplant themselves and Families to those remote parts.

THe great Jehova's working word effecting wondrously,
This earths vast globe, those parts unknown, to civill people by,
Columbus or Alkmerricus by providence direction,
Found out this Western world with store of mettels cleer extraction.
The Spanish project working well, tooke sudden such impression
In minds of many Europe held, who fell to like progression.
It's strange to see the Spanish fleete so many should provoke,
In English searching for like prize, they are vanisht into smoake.
Yet these undaunted hearts stir'd up a Colony to plant,
Hight Nova Anglia, for which they gain'd a patten grant.
Now all ancient seild and read in lands new population,
No parallell like this (I deeme) you'l finde in any Nation.
These people now begin with care to vese and plot, each man
That heares of this new Colony, with diligence doth scan.
Such motives as he hath in Eye, one he desires land,
Quoth he I see here landed men in reputation stand.
Hundreds and thousands I have not to purchase, but I will
Through seas much wood-land to atchieve, and medow ground my fill.
Ʋp starts another from a sad and serious contemplation,
How he a Gentleman might be, good man is his vexation.
House implements being turn'd to coyne, his cloath of fashion new,
To ship he hyes, much welcome Sir, for none his person knew.
New rais'd from sleepe, another cries, my earnings are but small,
I'le venter to this new-found world, and make amends for all.
In hast halfe breathlesse running, comes a man with longing sore
For novelties of new-found lands, the Seas he would leap o're.
His kindreds letters looking in, ha ha here's newes indeed,
From Brothers, Sisters, Ʋncles, Aunts, I'le ship my selfe with speed.
These but the straglers now remaines the chiefest troopes to eye,
Truth 'tis, their standard of resort was Christianity.
Couragious Captaines leading on, their coynes and lands 'way throwing,
Made many Souldiers follow fast, their bands in number growing.
When England by Elizabeth began a Reformation,
It was a joyfull day to all, the godly of that Nation.
Proh Dolor, it did not goe on, with joyfull acclamation.
But hirarchy and lordly throne of Prelacy invading,
The government of Christs deare flocke, then godlinesse was fading,
Some men impute it to the pride of Bishops, others say,
The loosenesse of the Laity did carry most away.
But sure it is that godlinesse, and purities deriding,
Mov'd many godly ones to seek, a place of new abiding.
Proud Bishops skil'd in policie of machivilian learning,
Fore-saw their pomp would fall to ground by Scripture cleer discerning,
New fangled fetches were devis'd for soone intrapping those
Who to the people faithfully truth wholly did disclose.
While things thus craftly were contriv'd, Preachers to prisons packe,
The Bishops Courts were fill'd with worke, and consciences on racke.
Come sirrah quoth the Commissary, you will no Surplice weare,
Nor yet proclaime our Sunday sports, a Puritan I feare
You are, and shall no more preach forth to people stir to reare
Against my Lords grace, I know well, your preaching doth him scare.
And to another: as for you, your faction is so much,
Whole townes run from their Parish Church to heare your word, are such.
As for to overthrow my Lord, and his commanding power,
If I live in this Diocesse, you shall not stand one houre.
In midst of all these wofull stirs grave godly men sit musing,
How they their talents might improve, to honour God in using.
Nine hundred leagues of roaring seas dishearten feeble parts,
Till cruell handling hasten on, and God doth strengthen hearts.
Come quoth the husband, my deare wife, canst thou the seas endure,
With all our young and tender babes, let's put our faith in ure.
With watry eyes the wife replies, what remedie remaines,
Forsaking all for Christ his sake, will prove the greatest gaines.
From in-land parts poore Christians packe to Sea-ports ships to enter,
A wonderment, in streets they passe, dividing their strange venter.
What meane these mad men soone sayes one, witlesse to run away,
From English beere, to water, where, no hoone companions stay,
But its the Surplice scares them hence, the Tippet and the Crosse,
Nay more they feare, my Lords grace here, will bring againe the masse.
Yea further I have heard of late our Puritans much wonder,
Because our Metropolitan intends to bring them under:
Thus passe the people to their ships, some grieve they should goe free,
But make them sweare, and search them bare, taking what coyne they see.
Now Satan seeing God had crost, his minde in making way,
For's people and his Pastors too, in wildernesse to stay.
Fearing Christs Kingdom would encrease, and his to ground be falling,
Stirs up fresh instruments like sheepe that wolfishly were haling.
Proud errour brochers, these croud in for liberty pretending,
The overthrow of Romish trash, their words against it bending.
Quoth one here none but Scholler may in pulpit be a Preacher,
Pleship my selfe, for sure I am, full gifted for a Teacher.
Ʋp starts another from a crowd, of women, her admiring,
An able tongue in Scripture learn'd, to preach forsooth desiring.
With revelations strange, yet true, as Scripture them accounting,
Another comes to ship himselfe, in knowledge all surmounting.
'Gainst Magistrates another cries, none such on earth should stand,
I'le venture o're the broadest Seas for freedome from their hand.
Thus diver sly dispos'd doe people pack up away,
To populate new Collonies, where none but Heathen stay.

Of the Transportation of people and goods to the Mat­tachusets bay, and other adjacent Collonies.

VVHen as this people thus resolv'd the Ocean Sea to venter,
As was their errant, so they did addresse the ships to enter.
Ship-owners seeing like it was their gain might holpen bee
And Ʋndertakers with like hope, to hire ships were free.
Close Cabbins being now prepar'd with bread, biefe, beere and fish,
The passengers prepare themselves that they may have their wish.
With little goods, but many words, aboord comes one, and sayes,
I long to set my feet on shore, where cloudy pillar stayes,
As high as clouds he darts his words, but it is earth he wants:
For having past the fishing banks, soon smels the gay ground plants,
In long boat with a scouring pace comes gentle-like attended,
New fashion'd by the Taylors hand, one for his parts commended.
Master at last quoth he, I'm not with labour much inured,
Yet for to countenance good folk this toyl [...] to be endured.
Hee's loath to say, that men of parts to govern towns are wanting,
And therefore he will through the seas, 'mongst others to be planting.
His Cabin is too strait, his fare too mean for his degree,
Now good Sir be content a while, on shore youl' he more free.
Eftsoones comes clambring up the ropes one in his mind revived,
That hee's no servant, quoth he, this was very well contrived,
Now I may goe where I can close with people and with Preacher,
But its great wages makes him close, for there he needs no teacher.
Brief dancing on the decks doth walk another boasting sore
Of godly kindred, and he longs to be with them on shore,
These and the like may England spare, but oh it's sad to say,
That privatly for publick work thy Worthies went away.
Sage, sober, grave and godly men, together counsell seeking
At th'hand of God, they fast and pray for their approved liking:
And will not stirre one foot, but by his word and will directing,
So on the seas most happily they found his hand directing.
Now large Revennewes hinder not, hoopt up in hogsheads they
Transport both lands and houses too, nine hundred leagues away.
Oh we [...]l away, now say the poore, our Benefactors going,
That fild our childrens mouths with bread, look yonder are they rowing
O woe is me another cries, my Minister, its hee,
As sure as may be, yonder he from Pursevant doth flee.
With trickling tears, scarce uttering speech, another sobbing sayes,
If our poore preacher shipped be, hee'l nere live halfe the way,
But one poore friend, another cries, my secret heart to plain,
And he and his are shipped, now I'le after him amain.
'Mongst these doth Satan get a fraught, Angels of light they seeming,
Were entertain'd among the rest, as holy Saints them deeming.
Hardly beset on every side, Gods people thus attended,
To troublous seas betake themselves, yet by their God befriended.
In straits to get their goods aboord, their wives and obildren small,
Hard to attaine a cleering thought, cleerely dismist of all.
But God and godly friends, whom they find in their hard-ships free,
To send and lend them help in all, their great calamity.
The boysterous waves begin to hoyse their brittle barques on hye,
When suddenly the billowes breake, and dash their ships awry.
Ʋnwonted to such wondrous workes the little babes complaine
For harbour in their Mothers armes, whom sicknesse doth constraine
To sit as helplesse, yea, for help of others they doe cry,
But all sea-sicke for present, all do others help deny.
Each corner's fill'd with goods and folke, the ships large womb could bear,
That hot diseases breed among, this crowd, no roome to spare
For any weake ones, nor for those, whose fruit was ripe for light,
On soundlesse depths their babes are borne 'mongst waves above ships hight.
Both aged, weake, and tender ones the seas now tumbling tosse,
Till they I fore'd to harbour turn'd, with stormy windes being crost.
In western Anglia, and the Isle Hibernia they bide,
With longing for Jehova's help, who only windes doth guide.
As loft to lose the last long sight of their deare native soile,
Both back and forth the winds them drive, with mickle restlesse toyle.
But being once in Ocean large, where depths the earth wide sever,
Returne no more, though winds them crosse, to end their course indere.
In unknown depths, and pathlesse Seas, there nights and days they spend,
'Mongst stormy winds & mountain waves long time no land they kend.
At ships mast doth Christs Pastors preach, while waves like Prelats proud,
Would sling them from their pulpits place as not by them allow'd.
The swelling surges raging come to stop their mouths with fome,
For publishing of every truth that by Gods word is known.
But Christ as once, so now sayes peace waves, and be still,
For all their height they fall downe flat, obey they must his will.
And now the Seas like medowes greene, whose ground and grasse even are,
Doth gently lead their ships as sheep from place to place afar.
Who would not wait on such a God, that heaven, earth, seas commands,
To serve his folke, then serve him folke, conducted by his hand.
For forty, fifty, sixty dayes and nights they safely swim,
Preparing oft for fight, at sight of ships that pirats been.
Long looke'd for land at length the eye, unknown, yet owne they will,
To plant therein new Collonies, wide wildernesse to fill.

Of the arrivall of our English Nation at the Mattachusets Bay, &c.

WIth hearts revived in conceit, new land and trees they eye,
Senting the Caedars and sweet ferne from heats reflection drye.
Much like the bird from dolsome Romes inclos'd in cage of wyre,
Set forth in fragrant fields, doth skip in hope of her desire.
So leap the hearts of these mixt men by streights o're seat inured,
To following hard ships wildernesse, doth force to be endured.
In clipping armes of ont-stretcht Capes, there ships now gliding enter,
In bay where many little Isles doe stand in waters Center.
Where Sea-calves with their hairy heads gaze 'bove the waters brim,
Wondring to see such unconth sights their sporting place to swim.
The seas vast length makes welcome shores unto this wandring race,
Who now found footing freely for, Christs Church his resting place.
This people landing, soonly shewd diversity of minds,
As various heads, so actions did declare their divers kinds.
Now patience, John, give eare a while unto a briefe digression,
The better shalt thou understand the following progression.
Diversity of censure have past on this people, why
Most judge the whole by lesser part, and parts run much awry.
By parts the giver, nor to part, and thou a part shalt see,
To be partakers with the truth in hearts simplicity.
Yet further let me mind thee more from Satans sullin fits,
Great rancour doth against them rise, enlarg'd by divers wits.
Yea male-contents none well content but discontentedly,
They breath out ill, being crost in will to all lamentingly.
But now let's on my honest John, to land this people came,
'Mongst trees and men that naked been, whom labour did not tame.
Small entrance did they make therein, for why diseases stay,
Their long unwonted legs to walke, in wildernesse the way.
In booths and huts lamenting lye, both men and women eake,
Some breathing out their latest breath, and others faintly speak.
Ʋnto their friends for succour soone that strength they might recover,
Which once attain'd, they search the land, tracing the Countrey over.
To raising Townes and Churches new, in wildernesse they wander,
First Plymouth, and then Salem next, were placed far asunder.
Charles river where they nextly land, a Towne like name they built
Poore Cottages them populate, with winters wet soone spilt.
Brave Boston such beginning had, Dorchester so began,
Roxbury rose as mean as they, Cambridge forth from them ran.
Lin likewise built, when Watertowne first houses up did reare,
Then large limb'd Ipswich brought to eye 'mongst woods & waters cleer.
Hartford, New-haven, scituate, Sandwich and Dover all,
In wildernesse 'mongst people wilde, there Scituations fall,
Newbery, Weymouth, Hingham, Hall, have their first nomination,
Rude Island Providence brought forth by banished their station.
Springfield, Hamlton, Concord, eke Deddam and Rowly, [...]
New peopled in this Western world, where lands lye wast and free.
Salisbury, Sudbury, both began, to bore the Land, and plant,
Braintre, Glocester, Exeter, plac'd where the wilde beasts haunt.
Wooborn, Wickham, Redding built, with little silver mettle,
Andover, Haverhill, Berri's-banks, their habitations settle.
Southampton, Martins-vineyard, and some new nam'd Towns beside,
All by this brood of travellers, were peopled far and wide.
With what they had stord'd up for time of scarcity, they live,
Till tubs were empty, and the Land, could them small succour give.
God ne're denyes them fresh supplyes, with joy oft ships they eye,
That bring in bread & meate for food when in those straights they cry.
Till labour blesse the earths encrease, and food each Towne doth fill,
The land being sowne with man and beast, great store retaining still.

A briefe description of the Land, Beasts, Birds, Trees, and Fruits.

VNlevel'd lies this land new found with hills and vallies low,
With many mixtures of such mold where fruits do firtile grow.
Well watered with the pleasant springs that from the hills arise,
The waters run with warbling tunes, with stones that in them lies.
To welcome weary travellers, resting unneath the shade,
Of lofty banks, where lowly boughs, for them fresh harbour made.
The lesser Rivelets rent themselves into a wider way,
Where scouring torrents furious fall, through rocks their streames doe stray.
SPRING.
AT end of March begins the Spring, by Sols new elivation,
Sealing away the earths white robe, dropping with sweats vexation.
The Codfish, Holybut, & Basse, do sport the rivers in,
And Alle wises with their crowding sholes, in every creek do swim.
Leaving their spawn in ponds to thrive 'mongst Pikes devouring jawes.
That swallow Trowts, Tench, Roach and Breme into their greedy mawes.
Pirch, Shad, and Eeles, there plenty full the panyard and the pan,
Smelts, Lobsters, Crab-fish, pranes and shrimps, with cockles mussels clams.
Plenty of oysters overgrow the flowed lands so thick,
That thousand loads to lime are turn'd, to lay fast stone and brick.
The Cormorants with greedy gut full fast the fishes follow,
And Eagles with their piercing sight look through the waters shal­low.
Ducks, Hens, and Pheasants often row upon the waters brim,
With plenty of their fellow fowles to welcome in the Spring.
Devouring fires burning black the earths old rusty hew,
Like torch-bearers in gloomy night, their flames with wind sore flew.
Like Phoenix rare, from ashes old, of grasse, doth grasse arise,
The earth casts off her mourning coate, gay clad like bride to eyes.
With herbs and divers precious plants for physicks operation,
Diversity of fragrant flowers for sences recreation.
SOMMER.
BEspread with Roses Sommer 'gins take place with hasty speed,
Whose parching beate Strawberries coole doth moderation breed.
Ayre darkening sholes of pigeons picke their berries sweet and good,
The lovely Cherries birds entice, to feast themselves in woods.
The Turkies, Partridge, Heath-hens and their young ones tracing passe,
The woods and medowes, Achorn eat, and hoppers in the grasse.
Like Virgils knat musketo flies with buzzy humming dare
Assault the stoutest with long trunke, both blood and blisters reare.
When little lineaments the Sun, or winde doth feeble make
Yea cooling dewes their swarms allay, and strength of stinging slake.
The little hum birds sucking sweet, from flowers draw their food,
Humilities in sommer-time only find livelihood.
AƲTƲMNE.
GOod wholsome and delightfull food, variety & store,
The Husband-man rejoycing keeps, with fruit the earths wombe boare.
Peas plenty, Barley, Oats and wheat, Rye richly stocking stands,
Such store the plough-man late hath found, that they feed forreign lands.
Cucumbers, mellons, apples, peares, and plums do flourish faire,
Yea what delight and profit would, they still are adding there.
Sixe sorts of Oakes the land affords, Walnuts doe differ so,
That divers shapes their fruit retains, and food that in them grow.
Roots are not wanting, wild and tame, in gardens they encrease,
Ground nuts, ground beans, not gathered till, warmth doth the earth release.
Grapes wanting vintage, common grow, fit for the travellers hand,
With food from berries multitude, that grow throughout the land.
WINTER.
SHarpe, sudden, yet with lightsome looks doth winters cold come in,
With thicke, large Coat doth cloath the earth, both soft, smooth, white and trim.
The large tempestuous surges are bound in with frozen band,
Where ship did anker, men doe walke, and carts as on the land.
The Geese flye prating night and day, to tell the approaching season,
Brought downe by gun shot from their flight unto the Indians geson.
The tumbling beares intrapped are, mongst houses sudden enter,
O'rethrowne by eager hunters, who pursue them in this venter.
The tripping Deer with length of leaps, do burst through frozen snow,
Hunters pursue with bracket shooes, at length they weary grow.
Then down the dogs them sudden draw, expos'd to hunters pleasure,
Their fl [...]sh well welcome, and their skins, are chiefe of Indian treasure.
Whole kennels of devouring wolves both Deer and Swine destroy,
Yet scar'd by weakest children, they them the lesse annoy.
The Suns bright presence most dayes doth cheere man and beast with joy,
With hope of pleasant springs approach to free from colds annoy.
With mineralls the earth is fraught, though Alcumists are wanting,
Which makes current mettle priz'd 'mongst Merchants daily scanting.

Of their building, planting, and giving out of LANDS.

DElightfull to the eye did lye the woods and medowes greene,
The paths untrod by man and beast, both smooth and clenly seene.
Most men unlanded till this time, for large lands Eages sue,
Had not restraint knockt of their bands, too big their fermes had grew.
Give eare I pray unto the praise set on a new Plantation,
First for the medow sirs says one, I have found such a station.
Where grasse doth grow as high as I, round stalkes and very thicke,
No hassocks but a bottom plain, Carts cannot therein stick.
Salt bay and fresh there thousands are of acres I do deeme,
A gallant barbour there's for ships the best that yet is seene.
Boates may come up unto our doors, the Creeks convenient lye,
Fish plenty taken in them are, plains plowable hard by.
No bush nor roots to hinder them, yet stately timber is,
In every swamp, yea uplands too, most clobberd trees I wis.
Clay there for bricke and tile, pot-earth with ease, and store,
Some men suppose black lead is there, silver and copper o're.
Carry but guns, and wild fowle will be brought unto our dishes,
Venison and Moose you there may catch according to your wishes.
All creatures thrive exceeding well, Goats, Swine, and sheep for meat,
Horse, Cows, and Calves encrease as well, ther's store of English wheat.
Five, seven, or nine old Planters doe take up their station first,
Whose property is not to share unto themselves the worst.
Their Cottages like Crows nests built, new commers goods attain,
For mens accommodation sake, they truck their seats for gaine.
Come buy my house, here may you have, much medow at your dore,
'Twill dearer be if you stay till, the land be planted o're.
See you that garden plat inclos'd, Pumkins there hundreds are,
Parsnips and Roots, with Cabiges, grow in great plenty there.
Lay out an hundred pound or two, you shall have such a seat,
When you have planted but one crop, you cannot want for meate.
This praise doth make the purchaser his gold and silver throw,
Into his hand for house and land that yet he did not know.
Ʋnseen, and yet sudden bought, when once the sale was ended,
His purchase makes him misse of more, with gifts he's not befriended.
One he hath friends to praise his parts, his lot shall larger be,
For usefull men are highly priz'd, such shall sell two or three.
Sure much mistaken, towns have been, for many have made prize,
Get all they can, sell often, than, and thus old Planters rise.
They build to sell, and sell to build, where they find towns are planting,
Till men no more the Sea passe o're, and Customers are wanting.
Then those that boast their townes were full for company are longing,
Who lately fear'd land would fall short, when men to them came thronging.
Insatiate minds for medow, and best land they could attain,
Hath caused Townes, land lay by lot, I wish it were not vaine.
TO populate this howling desart Land,
The only worke is of Jehovah's band.
Contemn no weakest meanes in hand of him:
See here his worke by meanes that weakest been.
In thrice five yeares a Common-wealth compleat,
For peace, for war, for actions small and great.
Five hundred Lawes for peoples plaine direction,
Englands addition as naturall Connection.
Prest to oppose haters of peace: with guide
Of Officers, three Regiments abide.
In Middlesex seven Ensigns are displaid,
There disciplin'd by Major Sedgwick's aide.
In Suffolk nine, by Major Gibbons led,
Essex and Norfolk in one are marshalled,
By Denison, their Major in the field,
Their Generall a yearly choise doth yeild.
Eight times a yeare each band instructed is,
And once to meet in one they may not misse.
Both Horse & Foot, force, forts and Castles are,
Prepar'd in peace for peace, yet fit for War.
To awe bruit men, Justice impartially,
Hath hitherto with pale suspitious eye,
Disperst the crimes common in many Lands,
Disgrace for vice, honour for vertue stands.
Now notice take, this is the grand complaint,
That English here from priviledg'd restraint,
Have: why I pray, you'l priviledg confound,
If common they with lawrell all not crown'd.
For trades, commerce, Merchants, Sea-affaires,
Great freedoms bad, large gaines their losse repaires.
Monopolies is by their lawes forbid,
Ʋnlesse invention rare from others hid.
All handy-crafts have choise of worke at will,
And ordered are, lest working praise they spill.
As shipping great, built up by timbers strength,
But iron mills their chains of greater length.
Salt, sope and glasse, Tiles, lime and bricke are made,
With orders for well-ordering each Trade.
So suted hath his providence, that none.
Can contradict: envy of any one
Shall not prevaile, Justice and peace shall still,
Perfect this worke, govern for God they will.
For hutbandry, Corne, Cattell, wood and bay,
Good lawes are made for all men to obey.
Listen a while, I must spend one word more,
Some rubs remaine, are hardlier gotten o're.
Bipartior in many Court and Cause,
Doth dull the edge of Justice, Sword and Lawes.
Discloseth Counsels, opens Breaches wide,
That adverse part steps in without a guide.
Makes causes good or bad, as men affect it,
Doth what's oppos'd, and what is lik't neglect it.
Tells liberty, authority will stop,
And clip her wings, quoth she, I'le sit on top.
Tells men their cause is good, but wanting
Lawes: or Judges are in learn'd, in sight seanting.
More yet remaines, swift speakers show but backe,
So counsels lost words will not fill a sack.
And now say truth doth not great skill appear,
Through such tempestuous seas and stormes to steere.
So swiftly one grapling with Pirats oft,
For England fain'd, bearing their flag aloft.
To England yet, ungratefull they'l not be,
That governe here, yet little help they see.
The more's to come, experience teaches sure,
You'l pitty more, when you the like endure.
More yet you'l find our enemies are yours,
You'l hurt your selves if you encrease their powers.
Forgive, that they so much your good forget,
Lighter to truth, those they should harder hit.
If England one as truths but one embrace,
These tooke your name, and you will take their ease.
If England say more wayes then one they wilt
Allow no more then helps reforming still.
Those that are skild in structures modell, make,
A little moddel here is for you, take
What may serve turne for opposites to awe,
For Kings may rule without a Bishops law.
Could Bishops keepe downe all their Lordships spoile,
And can't highest Court awe those Gods word defile.
With blasphemous horrid interpretation,
As only they knowing Gods explanation.
Ruine now men strive, with words contentious strength,
New-Englands acts shall speak, not words at length.
While fogs arise from errour breaching braines,
Their justice clouded is, and what remaines.
But unto God that they commit their way,
And judgment shall burst forth as sunny day.
Let England wait with patience for the same,
Not drawing backe for cost, finish for shame.
Iast Prelates proud tollerating deride,
Ye know not truth without their guide.

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