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Prophecies of the Rev. Christopher Love: who was beheaded on Tower-Hill, London, on the…
Prophecies of the Rev. Christopher Love: who was beheaded on Tower-Hill, London, on the twenty-second day of August 1651. : And his last words on the scaffold.
Boston: : Reprinted and sold by T. and J. Fleet at the Bible and Heart, in Cornhill, 1794
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Dr. Wild in his Elegy hath these Lines:
Methinks I heard beheaded Saints above Call to each other, Sirs, make room for LOVE, Who when he came to tread the fatal stage, (Which proved his glory, and his enemies rage) (His blood ne'er run to's heart, Christ's blood was there, Reviving it: His own was all to spare; Which rising in his checks, did seem to say, Is this the blood you thirst for? Take it I pray. Spectators in his looks such life did see, That they appeared more like to die than he. Lightnings, which filled the air with blazing light, Did serve for torches at that dismal night; In which, and all next day, for many hours, Heaven groaned in thunder, and did weep in showers; Nor do I wonder that GOD thundered so, When's Boanerges murdered lay below.
MEthinks I heard beheaded Saints above Call to each other, Sirs, make room for LOVE, Who when he came to tread the fatal stage, (Which prov'd his glory, and his en'mies rage) (His blood ne'er run to's heart, Christ's blood was there, Reviving it: His own was all to spare; Which rising in his checks, did seem to say, Is this the blood you thirst for? Tak't I pray. Spectators in his looks such life did see, That they appear'd more like to die than he. Lightnings, which fill'd the air with blazing light, Did serve for torches at that dismal night; In which, and all next day, for many hours, Heav'n groan'd in thunder, and did weep in show'rs; Nor do I wonder that GOD thunder'd so, When's Boanerges murder'd lay below.