The Poems of Richard Corbet, late bishop of Oxford and of Norwich: 4th editionCorbet, Richard
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The Poems of Richard Corbet, late bishop of Oxford and of Norwich: 4th edition
Corbet, Richard
English poetry
“I am verily persuaded, were it not for the pulpit and the pews, (I do
not now mean the altar and the font for the two sacraments, but for the
pulpit and the stools as you call them;) many churches had been down
that stand. Stately pews are now become tabernacles, with rings and
curtains to them. There wants nothing but beds to hear the word of God
on; we have casements, locks and keys, and cushions; I had almost said,
bolsters and pillows: and for those we love the church. I will not guess
what is done within them, who sits, stands, or lies asleep, at prayers,
communion, &c., but this I dare say, they are either to hide some vice or
to proclaim one; to hide disorder, or proclaim pride.
“In all other contributions justice precedes charity. For the King,
or for poor, as you are rated you must give and pay. It is not so in
benevolence. Here Charity rates herself; her gift is arbitrary, and her
law is the conscience. He that stays till I persuade him, gives not all
his own money: I give half that have procured it. He that comes persuaded
gives his own; but takes off more than he brought, God paying use for
nothing. But now comes your turn to speak, or God in you by your hands:
for so he useth to speak many times by the hands of Moses and Aaron,
and by the hands of Esay and Ezekiel, and by the hands of you his minor
prophets. Now prosper, O Lord! the works of these hands! O prosper Thou
our handy work! Amen.”
He was not fated, however, to witness the elevation of the temple in
favour of which he was thus active and benevolent; indeed he was then
consuming with lingering disorders. “Corbet, bishop of Norwich,” says the
garrulous correspondent of lord Strafford, “is dying; the best poet of
all the bishops in England. He hath incurable diseases upon him, and hath
been said to be dead[30].” This was written on the 30th of July, 1635,
and he had rested from his labours two days preceding. He was buried in
the cathedral church of his diocese, where a large stone was laid over
his remains, to which a brass plate was affixed, bearing his arms and the
following inscription:
Ricardus Corbet, Theologiæ Doctor,
Ecclesiæ Cathedralis Christi Oxoniensis
Primum Alumnus, deinde Decanus, exinde
Episcopus, illinc huc translatus, et
Hinc in cœlum Jul. 28. An. 1635.
By his will “he commits and commends the nurture and maintenance of his
son and daughter to the faythful and loving care of his mother-in-law
Anne Hutton;” from which, and the total silence as to his wife, I
conclude he outlived her—and with a legacy of one thousand pounds to his
daughter Alice, to be paid at her attaining the age of seventeen, or
upon her marriage, he enjoins her not to marry without the consent of her
grandmother. By the further provisions of his testament, his son was to
be joined with Anne Hutton in the administration upon his attaining the
age of seventeen; and in case of the decease of both, the whole was to
devolve upon his daughter Alice.
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