The Lion's Whelp: A Story of Cromwell's TimeBarr, Amelia E.
History
The Lion's Whelp: A Story of Cromwell's Time
Barr, Amelia E.
Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
"I look for it, but I understand the men. This state of affairs will
grow to somewhat. I know what I feel. My dearest, I need pity; I do,
indeed. I am set here for England’s defense, and there is _One_ who
will sift me as wheat concerning my charge. Elizabeth, there are at
this very hour twenty-three thousand unheard cases in Chancery. I see
the law constantly abused. If I say a word that mercy may now be shown,
I am accused of pandering to the malignants for some end of my own.
Hundreds of Englishmen are in prison on matters of conscience;—they
ought to be free. There are tithes and exactions intolerable, and this
fragment and figment and finger-end of an old Parliament busies itself
with its members’ moralities; with raising money for a Dutch war, or
with selling the stonework, leads and bells of our Cathedrals. If my
God will give me a word, I will better such work; I will indeed!"
"Sir Harry Vane has already reduced the army. He thought thus to
curtail your power, Oliver; I saw through the man from the first."
"My authority came not through Sir Harry Vane, nor can Sir Harry Vane
take it from me. My comfort is that God called me to be captain of
Israel’s host. Truly, I never sought the place. I did not. But while
my head is above the mold, my heart will burn against oppression. I
will not suffer it; before God and angels and men I will not suffer it!
’Tis the time now for showing mercy and for settling the Kingdom, and
these things shall be done. I know the sort of men I have to deal with,
I will carry justice through their teeth, even if they be a Parliament.
And let God be my judge."
"But what will you do? There are strong men that hate you."
"I will do nothing just yet—unless I get the commission. Who are these
men? Only cedars of Lebanon that God has not yet broken. ’They shall
be able to do nothing against me. His Hands shall cover me.’ That word
came to me by little Jane Swaffham. I have thanked her many times for
it."
"I know your patience and your goodness, Oliver."
"Yes, but patience works to anger. I shall stand no nonsense from any
one much longer. When Opportunity comes, I shall make Importunity fit
Opportunity—I will that."
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