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Foxe - The Book of Martyrs

The mystery of history is not completely dark, since it is a veil which only partially conceals the creative activity and spiritual forces and the operation of spiritual laws. It is commonplace to say that the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church yet what we are asserting is simply that individual acts of spiritual decision bear social fruit …For the great cultural changes and historic revolutions that decide the fate of nations or the character of an age is the cumulative result of a number of spiritual decisions … the faith and insight, or the refusal and blindness, of individuals. No one can put his finger on the ultimate spiritual act that tilts the balance, and makes the external order of society assume a new form… Persecution, powerless to destroy or even to shake this new community, made it only the more sensible of its own strength, and pressed it into a more compact body.

The mystery of history is not completely dark, since it is a veil which only partially conceals the creative activity and spiritual forces and the operation of spiritual laws. It is commonplace to say that the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church yet what we are asserting is simply that individual acts of spiritual decision bear social fruit …For the great cultural changes and historic revolutions that decide the fate of nations or the character of an age is the cumulative result of a number of spiritual decisions … the faith and insight, or the refusal and blindness, of individuals. No one can put his finger on the ultimate spiritual act that tilts the balance, and makes the external order of society assume a new form… Persecution, powerless to destroy or even to shake this new community, made it only the more sensible of its own strength, and pressed it into a more compact body.

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<strong>Foxe</strong>’s <strong>Book</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Martyrs</strong><br />

<strong>The</strong> third fire was kindled within a while after, which was more extreme than the other<br />

two. In this fire he prayed with a loud voice, "Lord Jesus, have mercy upon me! Lord Jesus<br />

receive my spirit!" And these were the last words he was heard to utter. But when he was<br />

black in the mouth, and his tongue so swollen that he could not speak, yet his lips went until<br />

they were shrunk to the gums: and he knocked his breast with his hands until one <strong>of</strong> his arms<br />

fell <strong>of</strong>f, and then knocked still with the other, while the fat, water, and blood dropped out at<br />

his fingers' ends, until by renewing the fire, his strength was gone, and his hand clave fast in<br />

knocking to the iron upon his breast. <strong>The</strong>n immediately bowing forwards, he yielded up his<br />

spirit.<br />

Thus was he three quarters <strong>of</strong> an hour or more in the fire. Even as a lamb, patiently he<br />

abode the extremity there<strong>of</strong>, neither moving forwards, backwards, nor to any side; but he died<br />

as quietly as a child in his bed. And he now reigneth, I doubt not, as a blessed martyr in the<br />

joys <strong>of</strong> heaven, prepared for the faithful in Christ before the foundations <strong>of</strong> the world; for whose<br />

constancy all Christians are bound to praise God.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Life and Conduct <strong>of</strong> Dr. Rowland Taylor <strong>of</strong> Hadley<br />

Dr. Rowland Taylor, vicar <strong>of</strong> Hadley, in Suffolk, was a man <strong>of</strong> eminent learning, and had<br />

been admitted to the degree <strong>of</strong> doctor <strong>of</strong> the civil and canon law. His attachment to the pure<br />

and uncorrupted principles <strong>of</strong> Christianity recommended him to the favour and friendship <strong>of</strong><br />

Dr. Cranmer, archbishop <strong>of</strong> Canterbury, with whom he lived a considerable time, until<br />

through his interest he obtained the living at Hadley.<br />

Not only was his word a preaching unto them, but all his life and conversation was an<br />

example <strong>of</strong> unfeigned Christian life and true holiness. He was void <strong>of</strong> all pride, humble and<br />

meek as any child; so that none were so poor but they might boldly, as unto their father, resort<br />

unto him; neither was his lowliness childish or fearful but, as occasion, time, and place<br />

required, he would be stout in rebuking the sinful and evildoers; so that none was so rich but<br />

he would tell them plainly his fault, with such earnest and grave rebukes as became a good<br />

curate and pastor. He was a man very mild, void <strong>of</strong> all rancor, grudge or evil will; ready to do<br />

good to all men; readily forgiving his enemies; and never sought to do evil to any.<br />

To the poor that were blind, lame, sick, bedrid, or that had many children, he was a very<br />

father, a careful patron, and diligent provider, insomuch that he caused the parishioners to<br />

make a general provision for them; and he himself (beside the continual relief that they always<br />

found at his house) gave an honest portion yearly to the common almsbox. His wife also was<br />

an honest, discreet, and sober matron, and his children well nurtured, brought up in the fear<br />

<strong>of</strong> God and good learning.<br />

He was a good salt <strong>of</strong> the earth, savorly biting the corrupt manners <strong>of</strong> evil men; a light in<br />

God's house, set upon a candlestick for all good men to imitate and follow.<br />

Thus continued this good shepherd among his flock, governing and leadning them<br />

through the wilderness <strong>of</strong> this wicked world, all the days <strong>of</strong> the most innocent and holy king<br />

<strong>of</strong> blessed memory, Edward VI. But on his demise, and the succession <strong>of</strong> Queen Mary to the<br />

throne, he escaped not the cloud that burst on so many besdie; for two <strong>of</strong> his parishioners,<br />

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