biblical references


Hannah More to Marianne Sykes Thornton, 28 November 1814

How mercifully have I been dealt with! and how often has that promise occurred to me – ‘When thou passest thro the fire’ &c! I often wonder I was not more overcome with terror at seeing myself one Sheet of flame. Miss Roberts’s grievous wounds, for she was entirely burnt from her wrists to her fingers ends and was obliged to have her ring filed off, are healed sooner than my slight ones. My shoulder and Arm only were burnt, not a single thread of the Sleeve of my Chemise remained; it is however at present only an inconvenience, and not a suffering – I cannot yet put on a gown – but it is nothing more.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 23 June [1819]

I fear I have been doing a very foolish thing I thought I had as compleately made up my mind to hang my harp upon the willows* as you had to keep your three rules. But in my case, as in Hamlet’s Mother 'the lady did protest too much'.* I have been so struck with the French Mania in all classes almost of our people of the desertion of our country in the time of its deepest distress, and of the importation of French Manners, that I felt it a sort of duty not to hold my tongue. On the other hand, the Mischief done by the [unclear]ders, and its probable fatal consequences, I thought called for notice. Then the errors of religious people I think require a gentle hint; as well as the prevalence of high profession and low practice &c &c &c – to all this I have added a pretty long dissertation on prayer, and some of the errors which hinder its efficacy. In about four Months I have written (at an age when I ought to have rested) as many hundred pages. I expect to give offence to many of my friends especially by shewing the dangers of foreign association, and neglect of religion in the education of the great, but I have delivered my own Soul, and I must soon stand at a higher bar than that of this world’s judges. I have kept it so secret that I have not yet named it even to Wilberforce, but as it is now going to press I shall relax a little of my strictness. * Pray for me that it may be made useful, to a few at least.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, December 29 1812

When I get a good day, which is not often that [tear] fair and alluring vision of Brampton Park dances before my eyes and P. and I actually ta[lk] [tear] of plans and measures. Should this favorite pray[er] be realized I think we should, with submission to /the will of/ a higher power manage to be with you the middle of May at farthest. Remember that I Visit you on an Apostolic principle seeking not yours but you*. So dont be anxious about company.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, January 7 1813

When you indulge me with a letter there is one subject you always neglect to say a word about, – I mean your health. I beg you not to overlook it next time, for tho I agree with the Apostle that it is of more importance that 'your soul should [deletion] prosper and be in health';* yet health of body is so valuable a possession not only for personal comfort but is such an instrument for doing good, & such a material for active exertion that it is to be reckoned among our valuable possessions and tho I bless God you are not unhealthy, yet there is a delicacy about you which requires care, especially in the article of catching cold.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, January 7 1813

I hope that even they who believe not Moses and the Prophets who speak to them by the ear*, will believe with their eyes that poor persecuted Saunders does not preach extempore when they see the book.* Oh what a hardener of the heart is prejudice! Nothing but the grace of God can possibly subdue it root and branch; Tho some minds are more naturally candid than others, yet natural candor extends not itself to the concerns of religion; a higher principle must operate to the extermination of the rooted evil.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 25 March [1815]

How menacing are the times! and how portentous the prospect! The iniquities of the Amorites* are not yet full. Our own country wants sifting, and France a strong correction. – Poor Lady Wellington! her brother killed, and her other hero sent again to oppose the Armed Banditti.* It is well for us that the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. He who stilleth the waves can still the madness of the people; and can break the Rod of his anger when that rod has done its work.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 23 August [1815]

I was indeed surprised at this sudden journey to Ireland: but the motive was too good not to be approved. I take a warm interest in your account of Lady Gosford. If ‘this vile body* some times presses down the Soul, it does also some times exalt and ennoble it, and leads its immediate companion to look down with more indifference on whatever is perishable. My judgment of Lady G. was always a favourable one, her strong sense, her willingness to read awakening, and heart-searching books; her sincerity in fearing [deletion] to be thought better than she was, and therefore affecting to make light of things which I at the very time believed she was seriously weighing – altogether led me draw conclusions which her present turn of mind fully justifys I heartily bless God for a state so decidedly pious as you give me reason to believe is the case. I hope it may please the Almighty to grant the restoration of her health, for the sake of her children ; and I trust she may become a powerful instrument in a still more extended Sphere by employing the influence which her rank and /fine/ understanding give her, in bringing others to see the same great truths in the same clear light. May God strengthen, comfort, direct, sanctify her!


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 23 August [1815]

I agree with you in your opinion of Owen He is certainly not only a wonderful instrument, but a very superior man in himself; and ‘let him, that is without fault’ cast the first stone.* His danger lies on the side of popularity and acclamation, but I doubt not he prays and strives against these perils formidable even to good Men.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, [20? October 1815] [incomplete]

I have delayed writing from day to day till it should please our gracious father to determine the fate of our beloved Mrs. Thornton . That afflicting event has now taken place near a week, and yet I have not had the heart to write. * You doubtless have been informed by the same kind hand with myself, of the fatal progress and final termination! God’s will be done! This we must not only say but submissively assent to under dispensations the most trying. And surely the removal of our dear friend is a very trying as well as Mysterious dispensation. To herself the charge is most blessed. To her children the loss is most irreparable. Poor dear Orphans! little did we think a year ago of this double bereavement! but let us bless the God and father of our Lord Jesus Christ that he enabled this suffering friend to bear her dying testimony to his faithfulness and truth . Never was a sweeter death than that so feelingly painted by Mr. Wilberforce How strong must have been that faith which not only lifted her so much above all worldly considerations /but/ which enabled /her/ to commit her beloved children, about whom her anxiety had been so excessive, to the father of the fatherless. It has pleased God to raise them, among many friends, Mr. and Mrs. Inglis to whose care she consigned, and who have generously accepted the charge. They are peculiarly fitted for the purpose, sensible, pious, amiable, strongly attached to the Thorntons and without children of their own. Thus is the saying illustrated that the Seed of the Righteous shall never be forsaken.* My opinion is that Mrs. T is dead of suppressed grief. She reminds me of part of an Epitaph I have seen, only changing the word day for Year


Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, October 16th 1815

Glory and honour and praise be unto Him that sitteth on the Throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever!*


Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, October 16th 1815

Tho our souls are sorrowful yet let them be thankful also. I rejoyce to hear from this best of human Authorities how you my dear young friend are supported under this heavy, very heavy blow: that tho your father and Mother have forsaken you yet the Lord taketh you up.* He will bless you all with the best of his blessings, for you are the children of many prayers. It is not the least of his Mercies that you are surrounded with so many friends; and what friends! It will I trust be a wonderful support to your mind, but you have a still higher support; yet one blessing of the friends with which you are so richly provided is, that they will be leading you both by their conversation and example to look to that sustaining hand all here deeply sympathize with you. For my own part I am wanting the comfort I am attempting to give for my own loss is great.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 23 April [1816]

We have lately had a visit from Mr. Wm. Parnell ,* a most sensible and I believe pious Man ; he seems to have taken a deep interests in the improvement of Ireland, and to be thoroughly acquainted with the existing state of things. I am expecting him again before he returns. He speaks most highly, that is more justly, of our friend Daly. I hope e’re this you have made your visit to Dublin and the Environs. I want you much to see my very interesting friends in that district. Pray my kindest remembrances to Mr. Dunn when you encounter him either by pen or person. My poor Sister Sarah we fear is far gone in a dropsy! the others poor invalids. I think I am rather the best of a bad bunch. Love to dear Millicent. I commend you to God and the word of his grace the Apostolic benediction. *


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 04 August [1817]

How my heart thanks you for your considerate kindness, (under such accumulated anxieties) in remembering me and causing me so frequently to hear of your goings on. I received Mr. Hodson ’s letter from Falmouth very soon after that from Miss Sparrow dated Gibraltar. But tho to hear of you was a great comfort to me, I lament that no account of comfort to yourself has reached me. Mr. Hodson’s report indeed of dearest Millicents Attack was a fresh source of regret and sorrow. Most heartily do I beseech our Merciful Father that the occasion of this additional affliction may be totally removed, /&/ that you may not as the Apostle says, have sorrow upon sorrow.* To the all Wise Dispenser of our sufferings as well as our blessings, I am however deeply thankful that ‘your Soul prospers and is in health.’* May the Holy Spirit the Blessed, indeed the only Substantial Comforter, continue to support, console, and strengthen you. These troubles tho not joyous but grievous, will I trust multiply upon you the peaceable fruits of Righteousness. In the mean time your health is the Object of my extreme solicitude. Be as careful of it as you can, for you have much more to do in this world. Did I mention in my last that our dear friend Lewis Way, with Mr. Marsh and two converted Jews spent a day here lately on their road to Petersburgh where this noble, romantic, heroic being is going on a Jewish Mission with the above named Companion * The Polish Jew had been ordained the day before by our beloved Bishop of G– the other Jew a German, the next day sent me a very pretty English Sonnet, correct and rather elegant.* Way proposes shutting up these Converts for six Months to study the Russian and other Northern languages that they may preach in those frozen climates. Mrs. Way generously consents to this Crusade. Before we parted Marsh concluded the visit with a very fine affecting prayer. May God bless them and their enterprize! The amiable Enthusiast has heard of some little /white/ stone Church in the Crimea in which he has set his heart on preaching.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, [23 March 1818]

To that blessed inheritance, my very dear Lady Olivia is the Son of your love, of your cares, of your fervent and accepted prayers, now admitted! He has been graciously spared the corruptions of sinful examples, the temptations of an evil world, the multiplied snares of high fortune, and has obtained the prize without running the hard and laborious race. I know that it is very easy for those on whom the trial has not fallen, to talk of the duty of resignation and to offer all the ordinary topics of comfort to the aching heart. This is not my case, I know too well the abundant sources of true consolation from which you have so long been deriving support /&/ which have sustained you in so wonderful a manner during your long preparation for a calamity which you saw to be inevitable The blessed reward of this resigned Spirit, of this prepared state of mind has not been withheld from you in the depth of your affliction. You had the unspeakable, and to all but a Christian Mother, the inexpressible happiness, of seeing the beloved object of your solicitude become all you could wish, a convinced, sincere, devoted submissive Christian! I know you so well as to be assured that when you had a full conviction of the change in his mind, from that moment the bitterness of death was past. The joy must have been more compleat from its being gradual. Such a progressive change is in my opinion generally more deep and rooted from its being a progressive work. What a blessedness to know that when your own summons comes – (May that day be distant!) you will be reunited, for ‘them which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.’


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, [23 March 1818]

I have just had a letter from the most amiable and most calumniated of Bishops . His bitterest enemies can bring no charge against him but that he preaches too often and works too hard. – Surely he may say with Saint Paul 'forgive me this wrong'. His health and Spirits are better, and he goes on to labour with the zeal of an Apostle. His assailan[t] [unclear] is likely to meet with great promotion!!* His success will teach other worldly clergy the way to preferment and no doubt it will be sedulously followed up. May God protect our Church! she is in no danger but from herself. The Gates of Hell shall not prevail against, but her own unworthy Sons may.


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 18 October 1825

How shall I sufficiently thank you for your very great kindness in sending me such a bountiful supply. I had not reckoned on so large a Sum, and it will set me at ease as to some excesses into which I have been almost irresistibly drawn. I must /have/ contracted some of my concerns if I were younger; but never reckoning upon another year I do not think it right to distrust Providence by abridging my little Schemes – Little indeed compared to the ample extent of Yours. Only think of the graciousness of God to give you the heart as well as the means to educate, and thus rescue from ignorance, and as far as human exertion can go, from Sin, every child in your Parish! under your own immediate /Eye/ too! Oh The Magnitude of the good cannot be estimated. But oh to anticipate those cheering words Well done good and faithful Servant, enter Thou into the joy of the Lord!* If I were not on the very verge of Eternity, I should earnestly request (what I dare not now give you the trouble) for a copy of your plans, as I know all yours are will digested; but I shall never again visit my schools (which are unfortunately at a distance) * Yet my young /Friend/ does what she can, and visits them when the weather permits, and I should be gratified to furnish her with any instructions of yours. Her heart is much in the business. She has a cultivated & pious Mind


To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 2 Nov 1827

I see too much company, most of them indeed are among ‘the excellent of the Earth'* and such as delight in virtue. But I need more retirement.


Hannah More to Thomas Dyke Acland, unknown date

I feel it a sort of shame to take charity Money from a County Member*, whose unbounded liberality I well know is not shut up within the limits of that County. – My Man Charles is out from four in the morning to endeavour to buy 100 sacks of Potatoes. On hearing it the Farmers raised the price!! I am turned Merchant They ask me for bread and give me a Stone*. I am purchasing their Ore* at half price which I trust will sell hereafter. Be so good as speak to the King, and desire him with my Compliments to use brass Harness, it would become the fashion and my Miners would become Gentlemen – all the Geology /I know/ is that Lapis Calaminaris makes brass, so you see I am not /one/ those Scientific people who do not turn their knowledge to account. Present me most affectionately to dear Lady AclandIn great haste


Hannah More to Thomas Babington Macaulay, 14 October [no year]

I must write one line to thank for your two letters , which I do with the more pleasure because they were written in so good a hand, so neat and free from blots. By this obvious improvement you have intitled yourself to another book. You must go to Hatchard’s and chuse. I think we have nearly exhausted the Epics. What think you of a little good prose? – Johnson’s Hebrides* or Walton’s Lives* – unless you would like a neat Edition of Cowper’s Poems * or of Paradise Lost* for your own eating* – In any case chuse something which you do not possess. – I want you to become a complete Frenchman that I may give you Racine the only Dramatic Poet I know in any modern language that is perfectly pure and good.* On second thoughts what say you to Potter’s Eschylus * on attendant that you are a complete Grecian? – It is very finely done and as heroic as any of your Epics. If you prefer it Send for this to Hatchard’s neatly bound. I think you have hit off the Ode very well, I am much obliged to you for the Dedication . I shall reserve your translation to see how progressive your improvement is. Next Summer if it please God I hope We shall talk over some of these things. Remember me kindly to Your Pappa and tell him I cannot say how much I am obliged to him for his kindness to poor Shepherd *. He has made the Widow’s heart to sing for joy* – O Tom! that is better, and will be found so in the long /run/ to have written as good an Ode as Horace himself*.