Hundred-and-fifteenth Psalm, eighth verse, They that make them are like unto them; so is every one that trusteth in them. Which, with some verses going before, was now accomplished.’[1]
‘Mr. Peters presented the Marquis’s own Colours, which he brought from Basing; the Motto of which was, Donec pax redeat terris; the very same as King Charles gave upon his Coronation-money when he came to the Crown.’[2]—So Mr. Peters; and then withdrew,—getting by and by 200l. a-year settled on him.[3]
This Letter was read in all Pulpits next Sunday, with thanks rendered to Heaven, by order of Parliament. Basing House is to be carted away; ‘whoever will come for brick or stone shall freely have the same for his pains.’[4]
Among the names of the Prisoners taken here one reads that of Inigo Jones,—unfortunate old Inigo. Vertue, on what evidence I know not, asserts farther that Wenceslaus Hollar, with his graving tools and unrivalled graving talent, was taken here.[5] The Marquis of Winchester had been addicted to the Arts,—to the Upholsteries perhaps still more. A magnificent kind of man; whose ‘best bed,’ now laid bare to general inspection, excited the wonder of the world.
- ↑ ‘Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but unto thy Name give glory; for thy mercy and for thy truth’s sake. Wherefore should the Heathen say, Where is now their God? Our God is in the Heavens: he hath done whatsoever he hath pleased!—Their Idols are silver and gold; the work of men’s hands. They have mouths, but they speak not; eyes have they, but they see not: they have ears, but they hear not; noses have they, but they smell not; they have hands, but they handle not; feet have they, but they walk not: neither speak they through their throat! They that make them are like unto them; so is every one that trusteth in them.’—These words, awful as the words of very God, were in Oliver Cromwell’s heart that night.
- ↑ Sprigge, pp. 139-41.
- ↑ Whitlocke.
- ↑ Commons Journals, iv. 309.
- ↑ Life of Hollar.
