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The last visitation
The last visitation: conflicts and death of Mr. Thomas Peacock bachelor of divinity, and fellow of Brazen-nose-College in Oxford. Published by E B from the copy of that famous divine, Mr. Robert Bolton, late minister of Broughton in Northampton-shire.The last visitation: conflicts and death of Mr. Thomas Peacock batchellor of divinity, and fellow of Brasen-nose-Colledge in Oxford. Published by E B from the copie of that famous divine, Mr. Robert Bolton, late minister of Broughton in Northhampton-shire.
London: printed for William Miller, 1660
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.
Christian Reader,
I Had not performed a trust, had not I published this ensuing Narrative; and I had not paid a debt which I do and shall ever owe to the Public, had not I made it common. Mr Bolton (a man of precious memory, and famous in his generation) desired me upon his death-bed, •o publish such of his papers as I thought fit for the Press, which I have already done. This copy being found amongst them, (though ⟨image 3⟩penned by another hand) I durst not withhold, being to my knowledge intended by him for the press in memory of his familiar friend and spiritual father, Mr Thomas Peacock; who was a very Godly Minister of Christ, and of rare example for humility and holiness o• life; for a Religious care in educating his scholars, and for exceeding charity to the bodies and souls o• poor distressed Christians. An• yet this godly man, that for piet• had in him the root of an Oak, whe• God cast him upon his bed of sickness, and suffered Satan to wino […] him, he was no more in his hand then a leaf tossed too and fro wit […] the wind. Gods dealings wit […] him in these his last conflicts, ar• of singular use in these present times in which the ends of the world, an• the dregs of schism and sin an• come upon us at once.
I Had not performed a trust, had not I published this ensuing Narrative; and I had not paid a debt which I doe and shall ever owe to the Publike, had not I made it common. Mr Bolton (a man of precious memory, and famous in his generation) desired me upon his death-bed, •o publish such of his papers as I hought fit for the Presse, which I have already done. This copy beng found amongst them, (though