There is a roy­al seed amongst them which in time God will raise. They are more near Truth than many nations; there is a love begot in me towards them which is end­less, but this is my hope con­cern­ing them, that he who hath raised me to love them more than many oth­ers will also raise his seed in them unto which my love is. Nev­er­the­less, though they be called Turks, the seed of them is near unto God, and their kind­ness hath in some mea­sure been shown towards his servants.

— Mary Fish­er

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