He shewed me the sermon he made at Court last Good Fryday; his text was, "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?" It was right eloquent and full of sound doctrine, grave exhortacions, and heavenly meditacions. Vox horrentis, forsaken; Vox sperantis, My God; Vox admirantis, Why hast thou, &c. Mee! There was in Christ Esse naturæ, Esse gratiæ, Esse gloriæ. God's presence 2x [duplex?] by essence, by assistance; dereliction, withdrawing, and retyring.
I returned to Bradborne.
Shee[92] would have sent a part of a gammen of bacon to the servants; my cosen said he loued it well, &c.; and, because he wold not send that she would, shee would not that he would, and grewe to strange hott contradiction with him. After, when shee sawe him moued (and not without cause) shee fell a kissing his hand at table, with an extreeme kinde of flattery, but neuer confest shee was to violently opposite.
fo. 39.
22 Aprill.The fleur de luce, as we call it, takes his name, I thinke, as Fleur de Lis, which Lis is a river in Flanders neere Artoys.
26.I came from my cosens to London.
27.Perpetuityes are so much impugned because they would be preiudiciall to the Queenes proffit, which is raysed dayly from[93] fines and recoueryes.
One Parkins of the Inner house a very complementall gentleman; a barrester but noe lawyer.
28.In the Star Chamber the benche on that part of the roome where the Queenes armes are placed is alwayes vacant; noe man may sitt on it, as I take it, because it is reserued as a seate for the Prince, and therefore before the same are layed the purse and the mace as notes of autority.
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