“For thus spake aged Latimer: 
     I tarry by the stake,
     Not trusting in my own weak heart,
     But for the Saviour’s sake. 
     Why speak of life or death to me,
     Whose days are but a span? 
     Our crown is yonder,—­Ridley, see! 
     Be strong and play the man! 
     God helping, such a torch this day
     We’ll light on English land,
     That Rome, with all her cardinals,
     Shall never quench the brand!”

The triumphs of Gardiner and Bonner too were short.  Mary died with a bruised heart and a crushed ambition.  On her death, and the accession of her sister Elizabeth, exiles returned from Geneva and Frankfort to advocate more radical changes in government and doctrine.  Popular enthusiasm was kindled, never afterwards to be repressed.

The great ideas of the Reformation began now to agitate the mind of England,—­not so much the logical doctrines of Calvin as the emancipating ideas of Luther.  The Renaissance had begun, and the two movements were incorporated,—­the religious one of Germany and the Pagan one of Italy, both favoring liberality of mind, a freer style of literature, restless inquiries, enterprise, the revival of learning and art, an intense spirit of progress, and disgust for the Dark Ages and all the dogmas of scholasticism.  With this spirit of progress and moderate Protestantism Elizabeth herself, the best educated woman in England, warmly sympathized, as did also the illustrious men she drew to her court, to whom she gave the great offices of state.  I cannot call her age a religious one:  it was a merry one, cheerful, inquiring, untrammelled in thought, bold in speculation, eloquent, honest, fervid, courageous, hostile to the Papacy and all the bigots of Europe.  It was still rough, coarse, sensual; when money was scarce and industries in their infancy, and material civilization not very attractive.  But it was a great age, glorious, intellectual, brilliant; with such statesmen as Burleigh and Walsingham to head off treason and conspiracy; when great poets arose, like Jonson and Spenser and Shakspeare; and philosophers, like Bacon and Sir Thomas Browne, and lawyers, like Nicholas Bacon and Coke; and elegant courtiers, like Sidney and Raleigh and Essex; men of wit, men of enterprise, who would explore distant seas and colonize new countries; yea, great preachers, like Jeremy Taylor and Hall; and great theologians, like Hooker and Chillingworth,—­giving polish and, dignity to an uncouth language, and planting religious truth in the minds of men.

Elizabeth, with such a constellation around her, had no great difficulty in re-establishing Protestantism and giving it a new impetus, although she adhered to liturgies and pomps, and loved processions and fetes and banquets and balls and expensive dresses,—­a worldly woman, but progressive and enlightened.

In the religious reforms of that age you see the work of princes and statesmen still, rather than any great insurrection of human intelligence or any great religious revival, although the germs of it were springing up through the popular preachers and the influence of Genevan reformers.  Calvin’s writings were potent, and John Knox was on his way to Scotland.