“What gnashing is not a comfort, what gnawing of the worm is not a tickling, what torment is not a marriage bed to this damnation, to be secluded eternally, eternally, eternally from the sight of God?”

No. 76, preached to the Earl of Carlisle, c. autumn 1622
LXXX Sermons (1640)

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English poet 1572–1631

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