It never rejoiceth but through sufferings, for with the world's joy it is murdered.

I found it alone, being forsaken.

I have fellowship therein with them who lived in dens and desolate places of the earth, who through death obtained resurrection and eternal Holy Life." So died James Nayler.

He was buried in "Thomas Parnell's burying-ground, at King's Rippon," in a green nook of rural England.

Wrong and violence, and temptation and sorrow, and evil-speaking, could reach him no more.
And in taking leave of him, let us say, with old Joseph Wyeth, where he touches upon this case in his _Anguis Flagellatus_: "Let none insult, but take heed lest they also, in the hour of their temptation, do fall away." ANDREW MARVELL "They who with a good conscience and an upright heart do their civil duties in the sight of God, and in their several places, to resist tyranny and the violence of superstition banded both against them, will never seek to be forgiven that which may justly be attributed to their immortal praise."-- Answer to Eikon Basilike.
Among, the great names which adorned the Protectorate,--that period of intense mental activity, when political and religious rights and duties were thoroughly discussed by strong and earnest statesmen and theologians,--that of Andrew Marvell, the friend of Milton, and Latin Secretary of Cromwell, deserves honorable mention.