to be permitted the liberty of either public or private worship; for
though they plead conscience, "we have no warrant," he says, "to
regard conscience which is not grounded in Scripture."

Those who are not convinced by his reasons, may perhaps be delighted
with his wit. The term "Roman Catholic is," he says, "one of the
Pope's Bulls; it is particular universal, or Catholic schismatic."

He has, however, something better. As the best preservative against
Popery, he recommends the diligent perusal of the Scriptures, a duty
from which he warns the busy part of mankind not to think themselves
excused.

He now reprinted his juvenile poems, with some additions.

In the last year of his life he sent to the press, seeming to take
delight in publication, a collection of "Familiar Epistles in
Latin;" to which, being too few to make a volume, he added some
academical exercises, which perhaps he perused with pleasure, as
they recalled to his memory the days of youth; but for which nothing
but veneration for his name could now procure a reader.

When he had attained his sixty-sixth year, the gout, with which he
had been long tormented, prevailed over the enfeebled powers of
nature. He died by a quiet and silent expiration, about the 10th of
November, 1674, at his house in Bunhill Fields; and was buried next
his father in the chancel of St. Giles at Cripplegate. His funeral
was very splendidly and numerously attended.

Upon his grave there is supposed to have been no memorial; but in