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CONTENTS.

MISCELLANEOUS.

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MEMORIALS of the English Letter to a Clergyman on the re-

Martyrs, No. XII.

1 storation of an ancient Church 306

Farewell to Rome

9 Letter to the Editor

.. 307

The Cloud

14 The Aged Christian

315

Charge of the Bishop of Worces- Letters to the Wife of a Young

ter

18 Clergyman 308, 399, 443, 499, 538

The Editor's Address

41 St. Paul ..

339

Tractarianism 43, 126, 172, 220,

God in History ..

346

272, 555 Dwellings for the Poor.. 348

Ash Wednesday

48 The late Rev. Henry Blunt 377

The Church's Penitence

49 Justification

193, 381

Original Correspondence. By the Riches ..

391

Author of “Christian Retire- David under Bereavement 393

ment” 51, 107, 149, 301, 343,

Quotation from the Life of Wil-

387, 429 berforce

Death of a Beloved Mother 54 Baron Augustus De Stael 425

Justification by Faith ..

55 A Word to Pastors

433

Bread upon the Waters

56 Revival of the Church in Virginia 434

Spiritual and Formal Religion.. 58 Humble Currents

439

Address on Humiliation and Thoughts in the Fields..

440

Prayer

Tradition

441

The Perpetual Obligation of the The Bishop of Worcester's

Moral Law

96 Charge

457

Prayer for the Times

101 A Visit to the Union House

467

The Home of the Mayhews 104 Memoir of the late Rev. S.

The Cedar of Lebanon..

110 Crowther

473

Sabbath Desecration on the Truth: its Power and Importance

Railways

114

476, 523

“The Comfort of Love":

137 Thoughts on the Bible Society

The Holy Catholic Church 140

482, 531, 553

Danger of Self-Confidence 141 On deserting the Bible Society 486

The Rainbow

143 Letter from an absent Pastor to

Last Hours of a Minister's Wife 146 his Flock

488

On grieving the Spirit .. 153 On Relative Duties

490

Hints to Parents

155 Notes of a Monthly Clerical So-

Light at Eventide

185 ciety in Suffolk

493

The Spirit of Benevolence 202 Archbishop of Armagh's Charge 498

Memoir of the Rev. Thos. Jones, On Meditation and Prayer 500

M. A...

233 Popular Literature

506

On Christian Liberality

244 Little Fires

506

A Sea-side Meditation ..

249 Paul Gerhardt

521

The Right of the Laity to read Cain and Abel

535

the Scriptures

253

Christian Unity..

536

Memoir of the Rev. Thos. Jones Caution for the Times

537

281, 329 Sketch of the late Elizabeth Fry 540

Progress in Divine Knowledge 290 Extract from the Bishop of Here-

David and Saul..

295 ford's last Charge

547

Hints to Admirers of Beautiful Invitation to United Prayer 556

Churches

303

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Protestant Missions in Bengal 24-|Travels in Spain

266

An Inquiry into the predicted The Continental Echo, and Pro-

character of Antichrist

26-1-testant Witness

311

Hankinson's Poems

The Unity of the Church 351

Sermons

30 Is Unauthorized Teaching always

The Convict Ship. By C. A.

Schismatical ?

Browning, M.D.

60 Journal of a Visitation Tour, in

Tracts. By the Rev. J.Spurgin. . 64 1843–4,

412
Personal Declension and Revival The Unity of the Church 447
of Religion in the Soul

119
Ireland and her Church

449
The Sabbath Question Illus- St. Paul's Message to Archippus 455
trated
120 The True Church

502
Gems of Sacred Music

121 Memoirs of Pr. Charles Stuart 504
Essays on Christian Union 157 The Life of Lord Hill, G.C.B... 554
The Religious Tradesman 215

POETRY.

264

THE YOUTH'S REMEMBRANCER.

How always to abound in the

Work of the Lord

Last Days of a Young Officer.. 263

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261 A Tract given at a Ball.. 361

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SUMMARY OF PASSING

VENTS

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THE CHRISTIAN GUARDIAN,

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CHURCH OF ENGLAND MAGAZINE.

JANUARY, 1845.

MEMORIALS OF THE ENGLISH MARTYRS.-No. XII.

BY THE REV. CHARLES B. TAYLER, M.A.

CAERMARTHEN.-CARDIFF,
ROBERT FERRAR, BISHOP OF st. David's, MARTYR.

RAWLINS WHITE, MARTYR.

The most sad and shameful day that ever dawned upon this fallen earth was the most glorious day that her children ever saw. A still more glorious day is yet to come, for He who came in deep humility, and expired under the hands of his murderers, and departed in that human body in which he had yielded to death, and in which he had, by yielding, conquered death, He will come again in His glory to sit upon the throne of his glory, and to take possession of His kingdom, and to reign in righteousness. He will then come to be glorified in His saints, and to be admired in all them that believe ; and then will be the day of perfect glory for the church triumphant. Still that sad day of unspeakable suffering and shame and death, was the most glorious day this earth has ever yet seen. It was the day of glory to the church militant on earth—the day on which the great Shepherd and Bishop of our souls became the great martyr of the church, and this truth was propounded in the most affecting and astounding way to the world, that “the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church.” For He who then agonized and bled was God as well as man -God manifest in the flesh—the foundation, rock, and the chief corner stone of His house, which is the church.

It was in like manner a glorious day for the reformed church established in this country, when many of her first bishops became her martyrs—when the Archbishop of Canterbury, and the Bishops of London, and of Gloucester, and of Worcester, went forth in meek and resolute spirit to the stake and to the flames, choosing the reproach of

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Christ, and preferring rather to yield up their lives than to deny the faith. Thus they kept the truth which God had committed to them, pure and unadulterated, and thus the blood of our martyrs was indeed the seed of our church.

Wales had also her martyr-bishop, and we are now journeying, my reader, from the eastern county of Kent, and the celebrated city of Canterbury, to the western shores of our Island, to the town of Caermarthen, where the honoured name of Robert Ferrar, Bishop of St. David's, has given a mournful interest to the spot where he suffered with unshaken faith and constancy for the love of Christ, and the pure creed of the gospel.

I turn over the books of tourists among the wild mountain-scenery and the lovely vallies of Wales ; but I look in vain in those volumes which I have seen for the name of the martyr-bishop, and for a memorial of his death. There is a groping for facts and narratives among the rubbish of old legendary histories, and an accurate detail of the improvements of modern times ; an account of promenades and ball-rooms and races; but not a word of Bishop Ferrar's trial and burning at Caermarthen, nor of the imprisonment and the martyrdom of Rawlins White at Cardiff, and at Chepstow.

It was in this market place of Caermarthen, on the south side of that spot, where the high cross once stood, that the good Bishop, having been condemned and degraded by his false judge and accusers, was led forth to execution at the stake, and nobly gave up his life for the truth and the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ.

But let us turn aside from this busy throng of buyers and sellers crowding the market place, to the venerable church, where the Bishop underwent those final examinations which issued in his death. Though now almost in the centre of the town, this church formerly stood without the walls of the ancient Caermarthen. It is said to have been once a fine specimen of the early English style of architecture, and was built in the form of a cross; but it has been altered and modernized, and of the old building, only the chancel, the nave, and the south transept are standing, and even here these modern windows have greatly changed the character of the edifice.

At another time you may hear the story of Sir Rhys ab Thomas, whose tomb is the most noted of the ancient monuments of this church, and who fought under the Earl of Richmond at the battle of Bosworthfield, and is said to have slain Richard the third with his own hand, and was made Knight of the Garter on the spot. It is but very lately that a tablet has been put up here to the memory of the martyrbishop of Wales.

Come, we will leave the town, and find some quiet spot where we may discourse together of that blessed man of God, Master Ferrar. I am a stranger here, but I have heard much of the beauties of the vale of the Towy. We have already caught some fine views of that noble river from the town, but if I mistake not, there is a pleasant lane leading from the high road which is now before us, and which will bring us to the point I wish to find. The sun is still high in the heavens, and the ascent is steep; but the thick foliage of the hedgerow-trees will shade us from its beams. Yes, this must be the lane, it leads only to the little church of Llangannor. Now we have gained the

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