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connected together: for, where the mind is not free, where
the conscience is enthralled, there is no freedom. Spiritual tyranny puts on the galling chains; but civil tyranny is called in, to rivet and fix them. We see it in Spain, and many other countries; we have formerly both seen and felt it in England. By the blessing of God, we are now delivered from all kind of oppression. Let us take care, that they may never return. r
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- VIRTUE is of intrinsic value and good desert, and of indispensable obligation; not the creature of will, but neces: sary and immutable: not local or temporary, but of equal: extent and antiquity with the Div 1 N E M I N D ; not a mode of sensation, but everlasting TRU rh ; not dependent on power, but the guide of all power. VI RT U E is the foundation of honour and esteem, and the source of all beauty, order, and happiness in nature. It is what confers value on all the other endowments and qualities of a reasonable being, to which they ought to be absolutely subservient, and without which the more eminent they are, the more hideous deformities and the greater curses they become. The use of it is not confined to any one stage of our existence, or to any particular situation we can be in, but reaches through all the periods and circumstances of our beings—Many of the endowments and talents we now pos. Hess, and of which we are too apt to be proud, will cease entirely with the present state; but this will be our ornament and dignity in every future state to which we may be removed. Beauty and wit will die, learning will vanish away, and all the arts of life be soon forgot; but virtue will remain for ever. This unites us to the whole rational creation, and fits us for conversing with any order of superior natures, and for a place in any part of God’s works. It procures us the approbation and love of all wise and good beings, and renders them our allies and friends,But what is of unspeakably greater consequence is, that it makes God our friend, assimilates and unites our minds to his
Your grief, the common grief of all the land. What I did my brother Henry spend his youth, His valour, coin, and people in the wars; Did he so often lodge in open field, In winter’s cold, and summer's parching heat, To conquer France, his true inheritance P. And did my brother Bedford toil his wits To keep by policy what Henry got Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham, Brave York, and Salisbury, vićtorious Warwick, Receiv'd deep scars in France and Normandy ? Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself, With all the learned counsel of the realm, Studied so long, sat in the council-house, Early and late, debating to and fro, How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe; And was his Highness in his infancy Crown'd in Paris, in despite of foes? And shall these labours and these honours die o Shall Henry’s conquest, Bedford’s vigilance, Your deeds of war, and all our counsel, die P O Peers of England, shameful is this league Fatal this marriage 1 cancelling your fame, Blotting your names from books of memory;. Razing the characters of your renown, Defacing monuments of conquer'd France, Undoing all, as all had never been. - - Shaker EAR g.