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Rh of papal error; adding, that we are now at the higheſt perfection, and that the power of Antichriſt and the Pope ſhall decay and be brought to ruin, and God, who ruleth in heaven, alſo ſhall rule all things on earth.

A Prophecy of, relating to the downfall of the Jeſuits

HERE shall ariſe, ſays he, a new fortunate Ziſca who shall break the heads of the Jeſuits in Germany, and drive them out of Auſtria, and all the tracts of Pannonia, and even as far as Conſtantinople itſelf; therefore ’tis meet and requiſite that a precious diadem be ſet upon the head of this fortunate Tutoriick Ziſca, who is the head of the flock, a great and valiant warrior, that comes of the flock of Mars the ſixth; he shall rule victoriouſly and do many famous things, happily finiſhing them, with his other tribunes and captains: After theſe revolutions great and wonderful things shall enſue, and many myſteries brought to light,

A ſhort prediction, or obſervation of found after his deceaſe, with ſomewhat relating to London.

HE condunation, ſays he, of ſo many planets in the ſign Leo, in the year 1682, gives very rational grounds to predict the appearance of another Comet, very ſtrange apparitions in the air, or ſome prodigious meteors either preceding that conjunction, or ſubſequent within a short time after; and we alſo are fearful that ſome more than ordinary fire or fires may afflict or do conſiderable damage to many cities of Europe: God keep this judgement from the city of London, and bleſs her inhabitants with much health and proſperity, and deliver her from another plague or peſtilential diſtemper, &c.

A prediction of Dooms-day, upon theſe words, viz. Jeſus Chriſt the Son of God, the Saviour.

N ſign of Dooms-day the whole world shall ſweat,

Ever to reign a king in heavenly ſeat;

Shall come to judge all flesh, the faithful and

Unfaithful too before his God shall ſtand.

Corporeal he shall ſit, and thence extend,

His doom in ſouls: the earth shall quite lie waſte,

Rain'd, o're green with thorns, and men shall wait