THE PROPHESIE OF GILPINE GIRNIGO.
IT shall fall out in those dayes, that the thieving and whoring Planets, Venus and Mercury, shall gender Comets and Meteors male and female, with as great facility as Aberlady sands cast up Skait bubles: Then will the time be, that the Cods and Killing in the Northern seas will riot, in as great plenty, with the Harrigals of Dutch Tarpalians, as the Country Farmers do with stibble-Geese after the Coronation of their Corn-stacks; And the din Cow of Denmark, that should have lowed at the Basse, shall be sucked yell by the coast-side Witches of the Firth; And the black Bull of Barrostownnesse shall be gelt by a phanatick zeal, because his bellowing so much resembles the great Pipes of an Organ; And the Goat with the gilded Horn, that was sometime Valentine to a Venetian Magnifico, shall be gallanted by the black Ramme of the Bonrock, that swam the Loch of the Lowes, and cured three hundred Ews of the Green-sicknesse; And at the crowing of the Cock of Killimure, the black Hens of Forfar [Page 2] shall begin to keckle; When the blew Bores of Buchan begin to bristle, it will be hard to keep the Swine of the Kers of Gowry from briming; The Messengers of the Marquisat of Minnibole will summond the Haddocks of Balantrae before the Lords of the Session of Glenape, and charge them upon the account of spoilȝie, for eating up the green beer that grew on the hanches of Griven; The Generation of the Clyd-side Saints, that were begotten upon the steam of Mackgibbons wine, shall persevere in their Dutch Devotions, among the sanctified Sister-hood of Clout the Kourches: The Ghosts of those Warriours that fell at Flowdown and Bannockburn, shall be invited to a Reconciliation-supper by that great subterranean Monarch King Oberon: The place is Pentland Hills; and to protect them from the night air, the cloath is to be laid under a Dock-leaf: The entertainment is Spoon-meat, composed of the juice of Snails, and seasoned with the seed: of the Fairn. Some three weeks, three dayes, and three minuts after, there shall be heard and seen many strange apparitions and threatning voices, mingled with sorrowfull shriekings, in and about Arthur's Seat and Salisbury Craigs: The Cyclops of Culrosse shall make such noise in soddering of Girdles, to arme the Curassiers for Gladsmore, that the Common-bell of Edinburgh shall scarcely be heard betwixt the West India Tullip and the Crosse. But the great expectations the World laid up for that bloudy and dreadfull day, shall be at a period, and the Society of Prophecy-mongers may dispose of their Brains for other Curiosities. Oh! but to think on the Drudgery that comes to the share of the little Poets, in making funerall Elegies, lamentable Ditties and Epitaphs, patcht up of as many peeces as was Dametas Armour, in memory of their [Page 7] slaughtered Friends that are to pe [...] on that [...]a [...]a [...] Lothian Heath. But yet there's one comfort; Its agreed by articles, the Party overcome is oblidged never to make war for the future; so that fierce and implacable quarrell, that has so long continued 'twixt the Amazonian Generations of Heroinaes, shall at length be decided: viz. The Eastern Vestals, that trade in white sand to scour the caps, against the Western Widows that deal in Abercorn Mussels. She that commands the sandy Militia, is Letronia Atramenta, daughter to a laborious School-master in Musselburgh: the other is Barbary Bucky, Relict to a New-haven Oyster-dregger. What the event of the battell will be, the Author sayes, his Mephostophiles adviseth every body that's curious, to repair to the Magistrates of Haddingtoun, the day after the fight, and there they will get sure information. Thus much for Gilpine.
The Prophesie of Sir Tristram.
WHen Stranger-stars shall piaff among the celestiall Families, with feathered Mustachoes, and East Friezland beards and a brasse countenance, equall to a French Dancing-master, then shall the Wives of Leith be quit with the Husbands of Corstorphine; and the phanatick faction of Calidonia shall be so feeble, that there shall be none to countenance the villanous Act of the West-kirk, but a few drunken besotted Elders, who (if they had their due) should bestride the woodden Horse, with a Ruff of Quart-stoups, and a brace of Pint-bottels [Page 2] for [...]and- [...]ings. About the same time the pickled Herring in Holland shall be at twelve stevers a piece; and the Town of Amsterdam, in imitation of Algiers, shall court the great Turks friendship with a Tribute of Catamites fattened with butter, milk and black beans. Then shall the Prediction of Sybilla Loytburnia be fulfilled, viz. That when Mahumet is glewed to the stern of a Squab-skipper, the Whore of Babel will turn up to Presbyter John, who shall gender a race of Usurers, whose bounty will furnish the recusant Brethren with Ringo roots and Mondungoes: Providing still, they oblidge their Bell-men, Readers and Beadles to conform, in regard they are members not capable of the Benevolence. In this 1665. the long Wars that was between the Pearling-weavers daughters of Athens and the Websters daughters of Lacedemon shall be decided by a Match at Stool-ball, in the fields of Philippi: and the vanquished Party is to pay a Tanzie-cake of the quantity of an ordinary Mill-stone. After that, they are, with a consort of Bag-pipes and Strathdown Trumps, to give a meeting, in the Plains of Pharsalia, to the Link-boyes of London; where, after they are wearied with dancing Levaltoes and Pantelons, they will go to pairing, and beget such a race of Brats of both sexes, as will be sufficient to plant the Common-wealth of Utopia.
About the same time there will appear a Generation of Renegado stripling Pedants, who, after they have skaffed a little Philosophy among Forraign Universities, will return home, fraughted with as many lies, as will either slide them into some little pratling imployment, or furnish them bread and beef from old Wives, for retailing their Fables. So much for Sir Tristram.
Queen Guinivers Prophecy.
WHen Saturn peeps out of the Clouds, and shews his bushy beard, then the Mare-swine of the Channell will be vapouring with Dutch Caps, and carrowsing with their Brandee; and, according to the custome of that Nation, after they are sottishly drunk, in imitation of these upon whom they are gnawing, they will go a whitling with their knives, by way of snedding and sneering, and make such noise in the Valleys of the Deeps, that Neptune will be forced to order his Life-guards of Sturgeon to go and chastise their intemperance. About which time the sawcy She pherdesse, Urania of Zealand, will be reduced to gather Bait for the White-fishers of the Texel; and the Belgick Lyon shall be so contemptible, that she will scarcely be admitted in most parts of the World to officiate the duty of a Cattone for catching of myce. In these dayes there shall come a Greek Mountebank to Calidonia, and with him bring an Antilope, between whose horns shall be fixed a Swing, that will cure old Wives of the Rickets that's past sixty. Many more strange things; As, the Tinkers on Tinto top will match with the Black-smiths daughters of Pickentillum: And Count de Corde a Muscovitter shall marry the Countesse Ragotsky; and after they are largely intertained with Garlick-water by the Hospitall Waywood of Walache; they will, in quest of Honour, repair to the Dominions of Chawfair and Sunnyside, where the Prince of the Countrey will entrust the charge of his Male-fleet to the Count, [Page 8] and that of the Females to his Lady. The Court of Admiralty on these parts is managed by a Brother-hood of B. B. that, for all generous and requisite qualifications, they much transcend the Confraternity of the Rosy Crucians.
In the north part of Albany, the renowned Citty of Bonaccord from hence shall never have Spits and Raxes imprisoned, during the holy dayes of Christmasse: For he that had his head situate in a Cambrick web (like a plotted Hogs snout in a large plait) will be removed; and the horns of these that were of his Tribe, will be so far sned, that there will be no danger from their pushing: And both the Men and Women of them that are left (even Tam Trampit and his wife) will despise their conversation. And if any of them, in a fit of diffidence, minde to skip into the Hot-house of Eternity, there will still be found Kilmarnoch Edges, and seldome Cany Sweet-pots wants water.