Great Britain -- History -- Commonwealth and Protectorate, 1649-1660 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
“No question you can do so, good sir;” interposed Master Holdenough;
“you have the heart, sir, and you have the hand; and we are much in
want of good counsel, and that from a man of action. I am aware, worthy
Colonel, that you and your worthy father have ever borne yourselves in
these turmoils like men of a truly Christian and moderate spirit,
striving to pour oil into the wounds of the land, which some would rub
with vitriol and pepper: and we know you are faithful children of that
church which we have reformed from its papistical and prelatical
tenets.”
“My good and reverend friend,” said Everard, “I respect the piety and
learning of many of your teachers; but I am also for liberty of
conscience to all men. I neither side with sectaries, nor do I desire
to see them the object of suppression by violence.”
“Sir, sir,” said the Presbyterian, hastily, “all this hath a fair
sound; but I would you should think what a fine country and church we
are like to have of it, amidst the errors, blasphemies, and schisms,
which are daily introduced into the church and kingdom of England, so
that worthy Master Edwards, in his Gangrena, declareth, that our native
country is about to become the very sink and cess-pool of all schisms,
heresies, blasphemies, and confusions, as the army of Hannibal was said
to be the refuse of all nations—_Colluvies omnium gentium_.—Believe me,
worthy Colonel, that they of the Honourable House view all this over
lightly, and with the winking connivance of old Eli. These instructors,
the schismatics, shoulder the orthodox ministers out of their pulpits,
thrust themselves into families, and break up the peace thereof,
stealing away men’s hearts from the established faith.”
“My good Master Holdenough,” replied the Colonel, interrupting the
zealous preacher, “there is ground of sorrow for all these unhappy
discords; and I hold with you, that the fiery spirits of the present
time have raised men’s minds at once above sober-minded and sincere
religion, and above decorum and common sense. But there is no help save
patience. Enthusiasm is a stream that may foam off in its own time,
whereas it is sure to bear down every barrier which is directly opposed
to it.—But what are these schismatical proceedings to our present
purpose?”
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