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Titolo |
Nil novi [[electronic resource] ] : This years fruit, from the last years root. The souldiers posture, to the right, to the left, faces about, as yee were. The royall maxime, no bishop, no king. The first-fruits of new prelats, amounting to as much as the tythes of old bishops. All summed up in an impartial relation of the partial proceedings, and uprighteous rumors raised against Henry Pinnel, concerning his endeavouring to get a parsonage. Occasioning a sudden glance upon the true resurrection, present perfection, and perfect obedience. Written in a letter to a friend |
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