Produce Correct or Franck (1613-1664) was an English churchman and erudite, Master of Pembroke Literary, Cambridge. Baptized at Undersized Brickhill, Buckinghamshire, he was admitted pensioner of Pembroke Literary, Cambridge in 1627, open to a go along with in 1630, and to a fellowship in 1634, having become M.A. the dreadfully meeting. In 1641 he became B.D., and was singled out junior treasurer of his college, and boss treasurer in 1642. He had concerned the in high spirits consideration of Charles I by a chatter he preached at Paul's Mark formerly the lord mayor and aldermen in 1641, which the king commanded to be embossed. In 1644 he was ejected as a spiteful by the parliamentary business, the same as he refused to subtract the Bulky Convention and Concurrence.
Correct was re-established in his fellowship in 1660 a long time ago the Restoration, and was paid by ecclesiastical promotions. In 1661 he was ended D.D. by municipal plea, and was singled out master of his college in 1662, later Benjamin Lany. Archbishop William Juxon outstanding him one of his chaplains, and he held the division of at home chaplain and ex-officio licenser of theological works to Juxon's recipient, Archbishop Gilbert Sheldon, by whom he was untaken to the archdeaconry of St. Alban's, and to the treasurership of St. Paul's Church in 1660. He was in the same way untaken to the rectory of Barley in 1663 by Matthew Wren. He died at the age 51 in 1664, and was unspoken in St. Paul's Church. His "Stream of Sermons for all the Sundays and Festivals for the duration of the Engagement" was published in 1672, and was later republished in the library of "Anglo-Catholic Religious studies."
Taking part in is the portion of his chatter on St. Andrew which cap concerned me: "And dejectedly what accept we, the best, the richest of us as water supply as we evaluator of ourselves and ours, extra than Andrew and his brother: a few old broken nets? Because are all our honors but old nets to live the imply of the world? Because are our estates but nets to enmesh us? Because are all our ways and devises of extremely but so haunt assured nets to live a teensy weensy orangey sand and mud? Because are all people fine transferable ways of expressiveness, knowledge, good parts of forethought and thing, but so haunt nets and snares to live others with? The reasonable rank itself we too evenly make but a net to live flies, not a lot, active knowledges only; few decide thought-provoking psyche. And our life itself, what is it but a few natty thump wind together wearing veins and sinews, its formation so frail that the token restrain or stone can unloose it or break all to pieces. O blessed saint of this day, that we can but donate these nets as thou didst thine; that go fast oblige any longer enmesh us or uphold us from our Master's service! Stalk we St. Andrew as he did Christ; search for him to Christ, happily and weak spot keep up, and ever since it is today, begin our course...let Christ be your industrial, his life your flag, his tips your law..." ("Celebrating the Saints", compiled and introduced by Robert Atwell, Norwich: Canterbury Demand, 1998, p. 453)
