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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
lord_n	call_v	great_a	name_n	13,972	5	4.9723	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A95010	A true coppie of a prophesie which was found in old ancient house of one Master Truswell, sometime recorder of a towne in Lincolne-shire. Which in all mens judgements was not unwritten these 300 yeares. And supposed to be seene still in a writing of parchment, at Stow in the aforesaid countie, being the mother church of Lincolne Minster. Whereunto is added Mother Shiptons prophesies.	Shipton, Mother (Ursula); Truswell, Mr.	1642 (1642)	Wing T2633; Thomason E149_16; ESTC R2892	5,650	10

Duke of Suffolk and the Lord Darcie to her who came with their men disguised to the Kings House neere York where leaving their men they went to Master Besley to York and desired him to goe with them to Mother Shiptons house where w●en they came they knocked at the doore she said Come in Master Besley and those honourable Lords with you and Master Besley would have put in the Lords before him but she said Come in Master Besley you know the way but they doe not This they thought strang● that shee should know them and never saw them then they went into the house where there was a great fire and she bade them welcome calling them all by their names and sent for some Cakes and Ale and they drunk and were very merry Mother Shipton said the Duke if you knew what we come about you would not make us so welcome and she said the Messenger should not be ●●nged Mother Shipton said the Duke you said the Cardinall should ●ever s●e York Yea said she I said he might see York 〈◊〉 never come 〈◊〉 it But said the Duke when hee comes to York thou shalt be 〈◊〉 We shall see that said she and plucking her Handkerchieff off her head she threw it into the sire and it would not burn then 〈…〉 sta●fe and turned it into the fire and it would not burn●● the●●● took it and put it on againe Now said she I might have burned Mother Shipton quoth the Duke what think you of m● My Love said she the time will come you will be as low as I am and that is a low one indeed My Lord Pearci● said What say you of me My Lord said she shooe your horse in the quick and you shall doe well but your body will be buried in York pavement and your head shall be sto●ne from the Bar and carried into France Then said the Lord Darcie And what think you of me Shee said you have made a great Gun shoot it off for it will doe you no good you are going to war you will paine many a man but you will kill none so they went away Not long after the Cardinall came to Cawood and going to the top of the Tower hee asked where York was and how far it was thither and said that one had said hee should never see York Nay said one shee said you might see York but never come at it Hee vowed to burne her when he came to York Then they shewed him York and told him it was but eight miles thence He said that hee would be soone there but being sent for by the King he dyed in the way to London at Leicester of a Lask And Shiptons Wife said to Master Besley yonder is a fine stall built for the Cardinall in the Minster of Gold Pearle and precious stones goe and present one of the Pillars to King Henry and he did so Master Besl●e seeing these things fall out as shee had foretold desired her to tell him some more of her Prophesies Master said shee before that Owse Bridge and Trinitie Church meet they shall build on the day and it shall fall in the night untill they get the highest stone in Trinitie Church to be the lowest stone of Owse Bridge then the day will come when the North shall rue it wondrous sore but the South shall rue it for evermore When Ha●●s kindle on cold hearth stones and Lads shall marry Ladies and bring them home then shall you have a yeare of pining hunger and then a dearth without Corne A wofull day shall be seene in England a King and Queene the first comming of the King of Scots shall be at Holgate Towne but hee shall not come thorow the Bar and when the King of the North shall be at London Bridge his Taile shall bee at Edenborough After this shall water come over Owse Bridge and a Windmill shall be set on a Tower and an Elin-tree shall lye at every mans doore at that time women shall weare great Hats and great Bands and when there is a Lord Mayor at York let him beware of a stab When two Knights shall fall out in the Castle yard they shall never bee kindly all th●ir lives after When all Colton Hag hath borne crops of Corne seven yeares after you shall heare newes there shall be two Judges go in and out at Mungate Bar. Then wars shall begin in the Spring Much we to England it shall bring Then shall the Ladies cry well-away That ever we liv'd to see this day Then best for them that have the least and worst for them that have the most you shall not know of the War over night yet you shall have it in the morning and when it comes it shall last three yeares between Cadron and Aire shall be great warfare when all the world is as a lost it shall be called Christs croft when the battell begins it shall bee where Crook-back Richard made his fray they shall say To warfare for your King for halfe a Crowne a day but stir not she will say to warfare for your King on paine of hanging but stir not for hee that goes to complaine shall not come back againe The time will come when England shall tremble and quake for feare of a dead man that shall be heard to speake then will the Dragon give the Bull a great snap and when the one is downe they will goe to London Towne Then there will bee a great battell betweene England and Scotland and they will be pacified for a time and when they come to Brammamore they fight and are againe pacified for a time then there will be a great battell between England and Scotland at Stoknmore Then will Ravens sit on the Crosse and drink as much bloud of Nobles as of the Commons then woe is me for London shall bee destroyed for ever after Then there will come a woman with one eye and she shall tread in many mens bloud to the knee and a man leaning on a staffe by her and she shall say to him What art thou and he shall say I am the King of Scots and shee shall say Goe with me to my house for there are three Knights and he will goe with her and stay there three dayes and three nights then will England bee lost and they will cry twice a day England is lost Then there will bee three Knights in Petergate in York and the one shall not know of the other There shall be a Child borne in Pomfret with three thumbs and those three Knights will give him three horses to hold while they win England and all noble bloud shall be gone but one and they shall carrie him to Sheriffe Nuttons Castle six miles from York and hee shall dye there and they shall chuse there an Earle in the field and hanging their horses on a thorne and rue the time that ever they were borne to see so much bloud shed Then they will come to York to besiege it and they shall keep them out three dayes and three nights and a penny Loase shall be within the Bar at halfe a Crowne and without the Bar at a penny And they will sweare if they will not yeeld to blow up the Town wals Then they will let them in and they will hang up the Mayor Sheriffes and Aldermen and they will goe into Crouch Church there will three Knights goe in and but one come out againe and hee will cause Proclamation to be made that any man may take House Tower or Bower for twentie one yeares and whilst the world endureth there shall never be warfare againe nor any more Kings or Queenes but the Kingdome shall be governed by three Lords and then shall York be London And after this shall be a white Harvest of Corne gotten in by women Then shall be in the North that one woman shall say unto another Mother I have seene a man to day and for one man there shall be a thousand women there shall be a man sitting upon Saint Iames Church hill weeping his fill And after that a ship come sailing up the Thames till it come against London and the Master of the ship shall weep and the Mariners shall ask him why he weepeth being he hath made so good a voyage and he shall say Ah what a goodly Catie this was none in the world comparable to it and now there is scarce left any house that can let us have drink for our money Vahappie he that lives to see these dayes But happie are the dead Shiptons wife sayes In th'worlds old age this woman did foretell Strange things should hap which in our times have fell FINIS