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Christian Connerding, Doctor ( - )

Relationships: Duke of Zell (-) was a associate or acquaintance (general) of Christian Connerding
References in Documents:
Grew, Musaeum Regalis (1685)

Of the Process for This here, Dr. Slare some years since received a hint from Dr. Christian Connerding, Archiater to the Duke of Zell. And not hearing of any one, amongst many that have try'd, besides these Three, to have succeeded in the making of it, he hath imparted the following Account.

Inventarie of the Gabions, in M. George his Cabinet (1638) Amids these doubts these valiant fellowes come In armes aray'd, and beatting of the drum, With coards about their necks, Come, come, they cry, We be the men who are resolv'd to die. First in this quarrell; we to death will fight, So long as courage will afford us might, And who so yeeldes alive, this tow portends Streight must he hing where did our dearest friends Who suffered for the truth, nothing we skunner, This certainlie we count our chiefest honour. Thus as Manasses half tribe, Ruben, Gad Do leave their cattell, and mount Gilead, Before their brethren over Iordan go, In armes to fight against their cursed fo; So these three hundred do abandon quite Their citie, houses, goods, and chief delite, Resolv'd to die all for the Gospels light, Armed before their brethren merch to fight; And having gain'd a place meet to abide, Their enemies to resist, courage they cride, Be merrie fellowes all, leave sad complaints, Dine cheerefullie, for sup we shall with Saints. Fame spreads the brave attempt, all martiall hearts Inflam'd with divine zeale flock to these parts 59 From places most remote, in armes they rise T'assist the matchlesse happie enterprise. God giveth hearts to Men, and mightiest things By weakest meanes he to confusion brings: Our enemies ears are fild that all our feare Was into courage turned from despare; Their fierie rage is quencht, their hearts do faile, Where God forsakes nought doth mans strength availe. Then what their open force could not work out, By sleight they endevour to bring about, They treat of peace: peace flees with joyfull wings, But under it was hatcht most lewd designes When time should serve: But he whose thought doth rule This Worlds great frame their madnesse did controule; And gratiouslie through his aboundant pitie Preserv'd our Innocents, and sav'd our citie.