Janock shall go nigh to be slain,
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And Knockt down in a dirty Lane:
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But Janock shall escape at last,
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And see the dangers he had past.
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Superstition shall have a fall,
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Its Trinkets hung out on a Wall:
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The Whore of Babylons Attire,
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Shall by the Wall be burnt i th Fire.
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The Lyon to the North shall go,
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And the Lovd-Knight himself shall shew:
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Great Joy his sight to some shall bring,
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Yet some shall mourn, whilst others sing:
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In every place great stir shall be,
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Members and Head shall disagree.
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The Sun Eclipsed from our sight,
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Shall give a weak and sickly light;
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The Moon shall be bestaind with Blood,
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And Venus by the Sun be trod.
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Then from these three there shall arise
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A flaming Meteor in the Skies,
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Which shall to England threat much woe,
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And down to the Miter overthrow.
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MDCLXXXII.---1682.
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Ere to the Letters writ before,
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Time shall have added two Is more,
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Two Is shall rise and shall contend,
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And for the Crown their Force shall bend.
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A Senate then shall end the strife,
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And Atropos shall cut a Life:
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Rome then from England fast shall fly,
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And Laws shall long imprisond try:
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Under the Ax great men shall bleed,
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And others shall at last be freed.
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The Church and Crown shall flourish then,
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And happy Peace restord agen.
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The Flower-de-luce shall lose a Stem,
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And the Old Eagle loud shall scream:
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The Half-Moon shall Victorious grow,
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And trample on a Northern Foe:
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The Orange shall begin to bear,
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Then Hogen to your selves beware:
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A Triple-League shall then be made,
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And Rome of England be afraid:
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And he who lives till Eighty Three,
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All this to come to pass shall see.
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