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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A51489	A Most wonderful and sad judgment of God upon one Dorothy Mattley, late of Ashover in the county of Darby, within fourteen miles of the said town of Darby ... the tune is, Fortune my foe.		1661 (1661)	Wing M2933; ESTC R41518	1,575	2

A most wonderful and sad judgement of God upon one Dorothy Mattley late of Ashover in the County of Darby within fourteen miles of the said Town of Darby who for so small a thing as two single pennies which she was charged with the taking of from a boy did most presumptuously with sad imprecations wish and desire that if she had taken or stole the same that the ground might open and she sink therein which by her neighbours relation was an expression very common with her but so it pleased God to deal that upon the same words the ground did open and she with a Tub which she was washing Lead-Oare in sunk into the ground to the amazement of the beholders and the ground closed again upon her as here underneath it is more fully declared and this was done upon the 23 of March 1660. All which may well serve for an example to all wretches of this age whatsoever who to advance themselves by falshood or for the trifles of this world take to themselves assumptions and imprecations nay will not at all stand to forswear themselves to compass their own ends as if there was no God or iudgment to be expected but they may hereby take notice that some time God will punish such creatures even in this life for example sake yet if not here their reward will be according to their works hereafter and none shall be able to let it The tune is Fortune my Foe LIsten a while dear frinds I do you pray And mark the words that I to you shall say A wonder strange I mean for to declare In this our time I think without compare It 'h moneth of March the thrée twentieth day As we in England do compute and say It 'h year above exprest this thing was done To many peoples admiration Ashover parish in fair Darby-shire There God did manifest his dreadful Ire Upon one Dorothy Matley called by name As many neighbors can attest the same This wicked wretch it séems did think to get Two single pennies from a boy by cheat And when they asked her for them still y e more They were demanded she the faster swore She had them not but would ful sadly scold And with sad imprecations be so bold As to desire from God if ●ter She The same ere had she might example be Unto the world if she such things had done Although there was more then suspition To prove the same yet she did it deny And to her neighbours still would say and cry IF I this money stole or it be found With me then let me sink into the ground i th place whereas I stand and let me be Example to you all that do me sée Her neighbours present wishes that she would Cease imprecations and not be so bold As to provoke her Maker but still she Did use the same and never would it flée But here my pen methinks is at a stand To think how God by his revenging hand Most justly did this wicked wretch confound And she alive forthwith into the ground Begins to sink a thing it is full sad She scrieched cryed for help but none she had One foot she something moved but suddenly Straight down she went with a most hidious cry When she was sunk the ground forthwith did close And did return unto the first repose Which made all for to muse that did it sée And much admire that such a thing should be Her neighbours some of them would dig to find This woful wretch to satisfie their mind They found her buried in the ground so deep Which would have made the hardest heart to wéep As for the Tub not yet spoke of before Wherein the wretched woman washed her Oare It clear was gone not yet found out by man As many of her neighbours witness can This then may serve to persons of this age To warn them from provoking God to rage By Oaths Assumptions and false imprecations Least they pull down his vengeance on these Nations For he it is that can discern aright The meanest Subject and the greatest Might Each one according to his works shall have From the just one he néeds it not to crave Thus have I done what here I did intend Nothing but love unto my Country friend Gods wonders to declare I think 't is just That they may not lye buried in the dust FINIS Printed for VV. Gilbertson