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Neither was he voxet praeterim nihil, a mere voice and no more, as some preachers who like thunder make a loud noise, without any distinct or significant sound: no, his sermons abounded with solid divinity, scripture arguments, alluring similes and heart-melting passages. He was an excellent text man producing judicious(?) interpretations; an experienced casuist, resolving cases of conscience with correct discrimination. A clear disputant, stating controversies accurately and distinctly, answering objections skilfully and satisfactorily and proving the truth to a demonstration. He was a pathetic preacher, riveting the nail by faithful appeals to the consciences of his hearers.
Of Nathaniel Heywood
taken from:
Works Vol 1 page 460