Wesley. Bishop Andrews, taking notice of “non facies tibi,” satisfied me that we may not worship God but as commanded.
Bishop. You take discipline, church government, and circumstances for worship.
Wesley. You account ceremonies a part of worship.
Bishop. But what say you? Did you not wear a sword in the time of the Committee of Safety, with Demy and the rest of them?
Wesley. My lord, I have given you my answer therein; and I further say, that I have conscientiously taken the oath of allegiance, and faithfully kept it hitherto. I appeal to all that are around me.
Bishop. But nobody will trust you. You stood it out to the last gasp.
Wesley. I know not what you mean by the last gasp. When I saw the pleasure of Providence to turn the order of things, I did submit quietly thereto.
Bishop. That was at last.
Wesley. Yet many such men are trusted, and now about the king.
Bishop. They are such as, though on the parliament side during the war, yet disown those latter proceedings; but you abode even till Haselrig’s coming to Portsmouth.