Wesley Corpus

MY DEAR BROTHER, -- It would give me pleasure to see you anywhere, and particularly at Skipton. But I am afraid it will not be in my power. Since my last illness I cannot preach so often as I used to do. But let us do what we can, and our Lord be well pleased. -- I am Your affectionate brother. Mr. Garforth, At Skipton-in-Craven, Yorkshire. To Peard Dickinson NEAR STOCKPORT, April 2, 1790. MY DEAR BROTHER, -- The settling in a new house must needs be attended with some hurry and inconvenience. [Dickinson lived near City Road Chapel. See letters of April 29, 1788, and April 28, 1790 (to Sarah Wesley).] But the conveniences on the other hand will more than [avail] if you are careful to make your full use of them. I hope you will be resolute as to your time of going to bed and rising in the morning; that I may have one curate at least who will join me herein in setting a pattern to the flock. And I pray you fight against slowness, not only in reading Prayers, but in all things great and small. Ne res omnes tardi gelideque ministrat. [Apparently his adaptation of Horace's Ars Poetica, line 171: quod res oranes tirnide gelideque rninistrat.] Be lively! Be quick! Bestir yourself! In everything make haste, though without hurry. I am glad you attend the children. Your labor will not be in vain. My health rather increases than decreases. I think the summer will either kill or cure me. All is good. Peace be with you and yours! -- I am Your affectionate friend and brother. To Thomas Tattershall MANCHESTER, April [3], 1790. DEAR TOMMY, -- So you have reason to acknowledge that God has not forgotten to be gracious. If you can build preaching-houses without increasing the General Debt, it is well; but otherwise it will eat us up. But I have no more to do with these matters. I have appointed a Building Committee, and shall leave to them everything pertaining to building for the time to come. In all these parts of the kingdom there is a fair measure of the work of God. There will be so everywhere if the preachers are holy and zealous men. -- I am, dear Tommy, Your affectionate friend and brother. To Mr. Tattershall, At the Preaching-house, In Norwich. To Thomas Taylor