[Have their opinions past]
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Have their opinions past
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Concerning of this sinfull age,
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How long the world will last.
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And thus in judgement they agree,
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The world will soone disolved be
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Sweet England now repent,
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Doomsday is neere at hand.
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At Beldam Shipton prophesie,
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Though many folkes do scoffe,
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And eke also at Myrlins bookes
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Some men will jeere and laugh,
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Yet divers things are come to passe,
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The which by them forespoken was
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Sweet England now repent
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Doomsday is neere at hand
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Hete beginneth the prophesie of Elia-
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nour Bourke an Irish woman which lived
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in Corke from the yeere 1640. till 1648.
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Nell Bourk an I[rish] woman she
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Proviz'd of five yeeres warres,
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Which should in that same kindom be,
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With blood-shed wounds and skars,
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And how the Irish men by might
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Should keep the English from their rlght.
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All these are tokens that
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Doomsday is neere at hand.
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Also she said at five yeers end
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That Ireland should be sold,
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Unto a savage nation which,
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Are worse a thousandfold,
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Then either Caniball, Turk, or Jew,
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The which will make all England rue,
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Sweet England now repent
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Doomsday is ncer at hand.
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With cruell usage Irish men
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shall be so sorely wearied
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Th[?]
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That English men might rule againe,
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All these are tokens that
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Doomssday is neere at hand.
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And after these five years are past,
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The bloody wars shall cease
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Ten Pestilence and Famine both
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Shall in Ireland increase
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Where women shal through want of meat
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Their own deere sucking infants eate
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Al these are tokens that,
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Doomsday is neere at hand.
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Then shall the Sun eclipsed be
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The Moon shall give no light,
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The stars shall fall, and not be seene:
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Againe in peoples sight.
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And all that doth alive remaine,
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Shall in a minutes space be slaine.
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Sweete England now repent
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Doomsday is neere at hand.
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This endeth Nell Bourks prophesie
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Here beginneth another, concern-
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ing the great con[j]unction
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which will happen
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February the 16. 1643.
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betweene Saturn and Jupiter.
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Master John Booker doth make knowne
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In his Prognostication,
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How that in England's like to be,
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a suddaine alteration
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However it chance be it wrong or right
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The armies both are bent to fight,
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Sweet England now repent etc.
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The sixteenth day of Februarie,
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There will a conjunction bee
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The Planites in the firmaments,
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Doth seeme to disagree,
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Both Saturne and great Jupiter
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Which [?]
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[?]ect,
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Yet some illitterate pepeople doth,
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Their learned lines reject:
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They thinke the time will never come
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The which is calldd the way of doome
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Sweet England now repent etc.
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If mens words may not be beleev'd,
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I briefly will unfold,
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the words which Jesus Christ our Lord
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To his Disciples tould,
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Concerning of the latter day:
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Therefore give eare to what I say
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These tokens doth foretell
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Doomsday is neere at hand.
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Christ said before the latter day
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Rumors of wars shall be,
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And nations against nations rise
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Of both high and low degree,
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With famine plagues and pestilence
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The Lord would send for mans offence
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All these are tokens that
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Doomsday is neere at hand.
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Now let each man consider well
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The trubels of this land,
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And how the Lord hath smitten us
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With his afflecting hand,
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And then looke back and well behould.
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the words which Christ our Lord hath tould
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Then we may well say
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Domesday is neere at hand,
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