rty as Brownists, Anabaptists, and Atheists, and in his address to the city of London pleaded in favor of his own godly, learned, and painfull preachers.
Every royal regiment had its chaplain, including in the service such men as Pearson and Jeremy Taylor, and they had prayers before battle, as regularly and seriously as their opponents.
After solemn prayers at the head of every division, I led my part away, wrote the virtuous Sir Bevill Grenvill to his wife, after the battle of Bradock.
Runt of Ladies, the beautiful Duchess of Richmond, the merry Mrs. Kirke, and brave Kate D'Aubigny.
In Merton College the Queen resided; at Oriel the Privy Council was held; at Christ Church the King and Rupert were quartered; and at All Souls Jeremy Taylor was writing his beautiful meditations, in the intervals of war. In the New College quadrangle, the students were drilled to arms in the eye of Doctor Pink, while Mars and Venus kept undisturbed their ancient reign, although transferred to the