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Martyrologia alphabetikē, or, An alphabetical martyrology containing the trials and dying expressions of many…Martyrologia alphabetikē, or, An alphabetical martyrology containing the tryals and dying expressions of many…
Martyrologia alphabetikē, or, An alphabetical martyrology containing the trials and dying expressions of many martyrs of note since Christ : extracted out of Fox's Acts and monuments of the church : with an alphabetical list of God's judgements remarkably shown on many noted and cruel persecutors : together with an appendix of things pertinent to martyrology by N.T., M.A.T.C.C. [i.e. Master of Arts Trinity College Cambridge]Martyrologia alphabetikē, or, An alphabetical martyrology containing the tryals and dying expressions of many martyrs of note since Christ : extracted out of Foxe's Acts and monuments of the church : with an alphabetical list of God's judgements remarkably shown on many noted and cruel persecutors : together with an appendix of things pertinent to martyrology by N.T., M.A.T.C.C. [i.e. Master of Arts Trinity College Cambridge]
London: printed for R. Butler, 1677
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Yet I do hope that when the heavens Shall vanish like a scroll, I shall receive your perfect shape In Body and in Soul. And that I may enjoy your love, And ye enjoy the Land; I do beseech the Living God To hold you in his hand. Farewell, my Children, from the World Where ye must yet remain. The Lord of Hosts be your defence Till we do meet again. Farewell my Love and loving Wife, My Children, and my Friends, I hope to God to have you all When all things have their ends: And if you do abide in God As ye have now begun, Your course, I warrant, shall be short Ye have not far to run. God grant you so to end your years As he shall think it best, That ye may enter into Heaven Where I do hope to rest. Vol. 3. p. 405, 406.
Yet I do hope that when the heavens Shall vanish like a scrowl, I shall receive your perfect shape In Body and in Soul. And that I may enjoy your love, And ye enjoy the Land; I do beseech the Living God To hold you in his hand. Farewel, my Children, from the World Where ye must yet remain. The Lord of Hosts be your defence Till we do meet again. Farewel my Love and loving Wife, My Children, and my Friends, I hope to God to have you all When all things have their ends: And if you do abide in God As ye have now begun, Your course, I warrant, shall be short Ye have not far to run. God grant you so to end your years As he shall think it best, That ye may enter into Heaven Where I do hope to rest. Vol. 3. p. 405, 406.
Robert Samuel, a Suffolk Minister, was imprisoned by Dr. Hopton Bishop of Norwich, and kept sadly, being chained bolt upright, so that he stood on tip-toes day and night, and was kept without meat and drink, save only three mouthfuls of bread and three spoonfuls of water a day: And at last being to be burned he said to his Friends, That when he was imprisoned and almost pined away 2 or 3 days together, he fell into a slumber, and one clad in white seemed to stand by him, and comforting him, said; Samuel, Samuel, be of good cheer, and take a good heart to thee, for after this day thou shalt never hunger nor thirst more. Which thing was effected, for from that time to his sufferings, he felt neither hunger nor thirst; and it is said that his Body when it was in the fire, shone as bright and white as new tried Silver. Vol. 3. p. 414, 415.