A sermon, preached before His Grace Charles, Duke of Richmond, Lenox, and Aubigny, President; and the governors of the London Infirmary, in Goodman's-Fields, for the relief of all sick and diseased persons, especially manufacturers, and seamen in merchant-service, &c. at the Parish Church of St. Lawrence-Jewry, on Tuesday, March 31, 1747 / By ... Thomas Lord Archbishop of York.

  • Herring, Thomas, 1693-1757.
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[1747]
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Credit: A sermon, preached before His Grace Charles, Duke of Richmond, Lenox, and Aubigny, President; and the governors of the London Infirmary, in Goodman's-Fields, for the relief of all sick and diseased persons, especially manufacturers, and seamen in merchant-service, &c. at the Parish Church of St. Lawrence-Jewry, on Tuesday, March 31, 1747 / By ... Thomas Lord Archbishop of York. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    nothing is more infamous, more giddy and irra¬ tional, and more contrary to the wife and fober Deportment of a Chriftian life-—It is an admira¬ ble Figure, it mu ft be own’d, that the rich Man makes in the Gofpel, and he has left behind him an excellent Character for Imitation, when all that is commemorated of him is, That he lived luxurioufly and uncharitably, died, as it may feem, untimely, and had an expenftve Funeral—a moft pitiful and worthlefs Character, and yet it baits more Men than we are aware of. How impru¬ dently do we a<ft, and again ft all Experience, in imagining we make our Children happy, by leav¬ ing them very rich. Alas ! if you have made no other Provifion for their Happinefs, and have not fown the Seeds of Virtue in their Minds, cultivated their Underftandings, and broke their Paffions to the Commands of Reafon; in giving them Riches, you have only put Inftruments of Mifchief into the Hands of Madmen; and your Friends will live to fee it, when you are dead and gone, that all your Care and Pains, your Trouble and Solicitude, your laborious Days and watchful Nights, the Forfeiture of your good Name, and Lofs of all your Virtue, have only ferv’d to minifter to the foolifh and riotous Exceftes of a thoughtlefs and wicked, and ungrateful Child, who ridicules and infults your Memory, fquanders away your Subftance, and makes your Induftry, and even your