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Prophecies from the year 1488

Started by coffeeseven, February 01, 2008, 09:53 PM NHFT

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coffeeseven

For your amusement and eviscereation. From the Byron, Illinois newspaper, 1944.

Mother Shepton's Prophecies

First pub. in England in 1488 and republished in 1641

A carriage without a horse shall go
Disaster fill the world with woe;
Around the world men's thots will fly
Quick as the twinkling of an eye;

And Waters shall great wonders do-
How strange and yet will come true
The world upside down shall be,
And gold be found at the root of a tree.

Thru towering hills proud man shall ride
No horse or ass move by his side.
Beneath the water men shall walk
Shall ride, shall sleep, shall even talk.


And in the air men shall be seen
In white and black, as well as green.
In water iron then shall float,
As easy as a wooden boat.

Gold shall be found amidst the stone
In a land that is now unknown
Fire and water shall wonders do:
And England shall admit a Jew.

A house of glass shall come to pass
On England, but then alas.
War will follow with the work
In the land of Pagan and Turk.

And State and State in fiercest strife
Will seek to take each other's life.
But when the North shall divide the South
An Eagle shall build in the Lion's mouth.

Then taxes for both blood and war
Shall come to every humble door.
Three times over shall lovely France
Be led to play a bloody dance.

Before her people shall be free,
Three tyrant rulers shall she see-
Three rulers in succession see,
Each sprung from different dynasty.

Then shall the worser fight be done;
England and France shall be as one;
The British Olive next shall twine
In marriage with German vine.

All England's sons that plough the land
Shall be seen, a book in hand;
Learning so shall ebb and flow,
The humble shall most wisdom know.

And in those wondrous far off days
The women shall adopt a craze
To dress like men and trousers wear,
And cut off their locks of hair.

Then love shall die and marriage cease
And nations wane as babies decrease
And wives shall fondle cats and dogs
And men live much the same as hogs.

Water shall flow where corn doth grow
And corn shall grown where waters flow.
The world then an end shall come
In nineteen hundred ninety one.