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Stones of the Temple; Or, Lessons from the Fabric and Furniture of the Church

Stones of the Temple; Or, Lessons from the Fabric and Furniture of the Church

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257 Harpsden Church 267 Church of St. John, Highbridge 277 Keynsham Church 287 Clerestory Window 294 Meopham Church 297 Tower, Saragosa 303 Window, Church of St. Petronius, Bologna 309


"Who is able  to build  Him  an  house,   seeing the  heaven and  heaven  of
heavens   cannot   contain   Him?    who am  I  then,  that I should  build
Him an house,  save only to burn  sacrifice  before  Him?                   
"Send  me  now  therefore  a  man cunning    to work in gold,    and
in  silver,   and   in   brass,  and   in   iron,   and in  purple,  and
crimson,   and   blue,   and   that  can  skill to  grave with  the
cunning men that are with me in Judah and in Jerusalem,
whom    David    my    father   did   provide.    Send
me also cedar-trees,  fir-trees,  and algum-trees,
out of Lebanon: for I know that thy servants
can   skill   to   cut   timber   in   Lebanon;
and,   behold,   my  servants  shall   be
with thy servants, even to prepare
me   timber   in   abundance:
for   the   house   which
I  am   about  to build  
shall be great and
wonderful."—
2 Chron. ii.
6—9.

PREFACE

The following chapters are an attempt to explain in very simple language the history and use of those parts of the Church's fabric with which most persons are familiar.

They are not written with a view to assist the student of Ecclesiastical Art and Architecture—for which purpose the works of many learned writers are available—but simply to inform those who, from having paid little attention to such pursuits, or from early prejudice, may have misconceived the origin and design of much that is beautiful and instructive in God's House.

The spiritual and the material fabric are placed side by side, and the several offices and ceremonies of the Church as they are specially connected with the different parts of the building are briefly noticed.

Some of the subjects referred to may appear trifling and unimportant; those, however, among them which seem to be the most trivial have in some parishes given rise to long and serious disputations.

The unpretending narrative, which serves to embody the several subjects treated of, has the single merit of being composed of little incidents taken from real life.

The first sixteen chapters were printed some years since in the Church Builder.

The writer is greatly indebted to the Committee of the Incorporated Church Building Society for the use of most of the woodcuts which illustrate the volume.

W. F.

Godmersham Vicarage,
Michaelmas, 1871.


CHAPTER I


THE LICH-GATE

"These words which I command thee; thou shalt write them on thy gates."

Deut. vi. 6, 9.

"Who says the Widow's heart must break,
The Childless Mother sink?—
A kinder, truer Voice I hear,
Which even beside that mournful bier
Whence Parent's eyes would hopeless shrink,
"Bids weep no more—O heart bereft,
How strange, to thee, that sound!
A Widow o'er her only Son,
Feeling more bitterly alone
For friends that press officious round.
"Yet is the Voice of comfort heard,
For Christ hath touch'd the bier—
The bearers wait with wondering eye,
The swelling bosom dares not sigh,
But all is still, 'twixt hope and fear.
"Even such an awful soothing calm
We sometimes see alight
On Christian mourners, while they wait
In silence, by some Churchyard gate,
Their summons to the holy rite."
Christian Year.
St. Mildred's Church and Lich-Gate, Whippingham

THE LICH-GATE

Lich-Gate at Yealmton

"Any port in a storm, Mr. Ambrose," said old Matthew Hutchison, as with tired feet, and scant breath, he hastened to share the shelter which Mr. Ambrose, the Vicar of the Parish, had found under the ancient and time-worn Lich-gate of St. Catherine's Churchyard. For a few big drops of rain that fell pattering on the leaves around, had warned them both to seek protection from a coming shower. "Ah, yes, my old friend," the Vicar replied, "and here we are pretty near the port to which we must all come, when the storm of life itself is past."

"I've known this place,—man and boy,—Mr. Ambrose, for near eighty years; and on yonder bit of a hill, under that broken thorn, I sit for hours

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