In the afternoon I rode to Dover; but the gentleman I was to lodge with was gone a long
journey. He went to bed well, but dead in the morning: such a vapor is life! At six I preached,
but the house would by no means contain the congregation. Most of the officers of the garrison were there. I have not found so much life here for some years.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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