A
PROPHESIE,
Which hath been in a Manuscript,
IN THE
Lord Powis's Family Sixty Years.
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ABout the time that 1 shall be
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Joyned unto 2 times 3.
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And 4 times 10 with 4 times 2
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Amongst us shall be great ado.
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An Eagles Head that time shall fall,
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Scattered will be the young ones all.
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Then shall a Cypher swell so great,
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His Name 100 takes the Seat,
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And shall do mighty things before
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He is removed off the Shore.
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But 10 times 4 with 8 times 6,
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Doth in another World him fix.
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Then quickly after you shall spy,
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The Eagle back again to fly,
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And shall himself bedeck again,
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With Feathers of his Fathers Train.
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Then heavy Times shall make men say,
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Oft-times alas and welladay,
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And wish that they a Death might find,
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For somthing troubles sore their Mind.
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Then after all a Cloud shall come,
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And almost darken quite the Sun.
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And in that time Actions shall be
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Chiefly carried on by three.
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The Cross, the Surplise, and the Crown,
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Strive who shall put each other down.
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Great Treachery and Bloodshed then
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Shall sweep away great store of Men.
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The Lion and blue Flower shall seek
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Quite to destroy the Heretick Sheep.
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And England shall be hard bestead,
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Before the Miter hence be rid.
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False Ireland contrives our woe,
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But zealous Scotland doth not so.
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Begin again at 1 and 6,
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And 10 times 7 begins these Tricks.
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And for a time shall last full sore,
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Till you may number 1 and 4.
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And for 4 more it shall abate,
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To return in an happy state.
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Then better every day will be,
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But no more------in England see.
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When 8 times 8 and 3 times 3,
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With 6 and 1 shall joyned be,
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Then shall be sacrificed C.
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In dust shall lye that arrant Whore,
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Disdain'd of all like to J---S---
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And all her Brats turn'd out of dore
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J.R. shall into Saddle slide,
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And furiously to Rome shall ride,
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His Principles no longer hide.
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The Pope shall have a fatal Fall,
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And never trouble more Whitehall,
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Nor England's People more inthrall.
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And he that chanceth to survive,
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Until the year of eighty five,
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Shall see this Land begin to thrive.
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O England's wonder, which hath never been,
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3 Q------in England shortly shall be seen!
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2 D------shall highly for the Crown contend,
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Each shall bring England's Monarchy to end.
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B---------shall fall into contempt and scorn,
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And Gospel-Angels shall our Church adorn.
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If any ask, how this shall come to pass,
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The Fox shall ride the Goose, the Goose the Ass.
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