From the hour when the Puritan baby opened his eyes in bleak New England, he had a Spartan struggle for life.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When the Savior Himself was born, there were troubled times.
Father was very sympathetic, and if the hero of a romance was good or to be pitied, his eyes would fill with tears until he could not see.
The Puritans' sense of priorities in life was one of their greatest strengths. Putting God first and valuing everything else in relation to God was a recurrent Puritan theme.
There is something inexpressibly sad in the thought of the children who crossed the ocean with the Pilgrims and the fathers of Jamestown, New Amsterdam, and Boston, and the infancy of those born in the first years of colonial life in this strange new world.
When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.
For the Puritans, the God-centered life meant making the quest for spiritual and moral holiness the great business of life.
Men of New England, I hold you to the doctrines of liberty which ye inherit from your Puritan forefathers.
He was scarcely then a year old, and knew so little of herding that he had never turned a sheep in his life; but as soon as he discovered it was his duty to do so I can never forget with what anxiety and eagerness he learned his different evolutions.
Puritanism was a youthful, vigorous movement.
I had a strong, really good upbringing, not puritanical.