"My Lords the Bishops and Clergy, in answer to the charge brought
against us we do not deny, but rather affirm, that after the manner _ye_
call heresy, we worship God. We do not regard the images and pictures
which ye place instead of God, nor do we rest our hopes of salvation on
the remains of dead men, sinners like ourselves, or in journeys to
famous shrines, as though God were nearer Canterbury and Loretto than
London and Westminster. As to the church to which you invite us to
return, it is _not_ Christ’s church, for it doth not profess his
doctrines, nor follow in his footsteps, and we will have none of it.
Nay, more, we fear to remain under its shadow, knowing that it must
shortly fall, warring as it does against the Most High. And as it is a
great anti-Christ, so shall its fall be great, and it will sink utterly
into perdition. We do not need to trust in its offers of pardon, for we
know that that Christ whose we are, and whom we serve, will freely
pardon all our offences through his most precious blood. And when with
your flames ye shall have freed our souls from the clogs of this mortal
flesh, He will give unto us crowns of glory which fade not away. God,
who knoweth our hearts, knoweth that we lie not."
Arundel’s face was white with passion, but he suppressed his feelings by
an effort, and pronounced their sentence:
"Since ye will not heed the offers of mercy, listen to the words of
judgment. On the fourth day from this, at such an hour as shall be
hereafter appointed, ye shall be led from your prisons to the field of
St. Giles, and there ye shall be hanged alive in chains, being burned
while hanging, and your ashes scattered to the winds, that the church
may be cleansed from the foul blot of heresy, and the honor of Christ
vindicated from the attacks of the Devil."
A solemn silence reigned in the assembly during the enunciation of this
terrible doom; but of all that band upon whom all eyes rested, not one
showed a sign of fear. After a few moments, the clear tones of the
preacher’s voice rose again, as firm and unwavering as before, and,
raising his right hand, he pointed, with his extended fore-finger toward
his judge.
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