THE PROPHECY OF HUMPHREY TINDAL Vicar of Wellenger, SHOWING THE DOWNFALL of the Clergy, and the woeful and miserable condition of this Kingdom.  
With some other remarkable passages.   printer's or publisher's device 
LONDON, Printed for I.M. 1642.   

THE PROPHECY OF HUMPHREY TINDAL Vicar of Wellenger.  
THE time will come as true as the Creed,  
Of Priests and Clerks we shall have no need,  
Churches shall fall, it shall be no wonder,  
For the Clergy and Laity shall be asunder,  
And praying for Founders shall pass away,  
And holy Writs shall show us what to say,  
The Churches where Images were wanton to be set,  
With lively Letters they shall be writ,  
To many men's hearts as heavy as lead,  
Both young and old may them read,  
But God of his Pre-eminence, and of his high Throne,  
All honour shall be to him alone;  
Foxes shall fall, and rights shall appear,  
And thus it shall continue from year, to year,  
But at the last, a wonder to tell,  
There shall be stirred strife, with many a battle,  
For a double danger shall be the cause,  
For often changing, and breaking of Laws,  
The other if you read arights,  
The loss of Lords, Kings, and Knights;  
For woe worth the time, and woe worth the sorrow,  
Mischief dates end, it shall be no borrow;  
A Maiden in tower shall have in hand,  
To rule, and govern this her Island;  
Her Lords by righteousness rule shall she,  
At length of her great Realm discharged she shall be,  
For Barons, and Lords a promise shall make,  
Of God's Holy Word a part to take,  
But Prelates in pride their lust to fulfil,  
Shall cause thereby, much mischief, and ill,  
Which may slay both Priest, and Clerk,  
They never heard such a piece of work,  
For happy shall be be then, which is too true,  
That bids England farewell, and adve,  
For sorrows shall come, both to high, and low,  
How one shall trust another none shall know,  
For then Ladies with sorrows shall sing,  
Widows and Maids their hands shall wring,  
Children at their paps, shall die in the street,  
All kind of creatures shall mourn or weep,  
Woe and alas then may be said,  
All kind of pastimes down shall be laid,  
Then Castles, and Towns, and pleasant buildings,  
Shall be destroyed, and come to their end,  
For who so be in bed over night,  
Next morning shall be pressed to fight,  
Then great sorrow, hunger, and pain,  
To eat dead folks, they shall be feign,  
Woe worth the sin that this cause shall be  
To cause God thus to show his cruelty,  
But a voice shall come both night and day,  
Crying to Heaven to call you away;  
But sorrow, and pain for our offences,  
With battle, famine, and pestilences,  
As a dissolved Land brought shall it be,  
Who knows more none but he,  
Than a peace there shall be pretended,  
That peace may be dissembled,  
That peace may be removed,  
That peace will folly be proved,  
But now greater sights will appear,  
great Mars omnipotent  
will be very diligent,  
His bloody brands of steel to whet upon their side,  
that we shall them deride.  
This Mars with cruel fauction with Nation utter ruin,  
that all England situation, shall be with oppression,  
and still read on their passion.  
Flaunders shall rise with France,  
with Spear, Sheild, Bill and Lance,  
to fight a double dance,  
confedered with alliance,  
to offer the defiance,  
Spain shall employ the Britain's to annoy,  
the Scots us to destroy,  
the Welshmen to annoy,  
the Dane to pluck and pull,  
And all this resurrection,  
shall put to their full section,  
to bring thee to destruction,  
England take this admonition,  
Be wise and change thy condition,  
Doubt not but think it sure  
This storm thou shalt endure,  
With heart confess thee,  
And to Heaven address thee  
For English name shall clear away  
Out of this Land for ever and aye,  
When Rome is removed into England,  
And every Priest the Pope's power shall have in hand,  
Betwixt six, and three (as I understand)  
The Battle shall be in Britain Land.  
When pride is most pressed, and lechery most rife, and Knights and knaves clad both in one clothing the Church awlesse, and the Land lawless, by the year of Christ to come and gone,  
In the Land of Albion shall be much confusion.  
Courtier's shall be taxed, and great buffets have with flattering and fearing their Prince they please, and against the Law they shall rove, and cause the Commons to be at great discord.  
A dreadful Dragon with a red rose of great fame,  
A bastard in wedlock borne shall be  
The Crown to obtain, shall challenge by name,  
Tunc veniet puer ubi nomen ille.  
The shortest and longest night, that shall be found in all the whole year,  
There shall be challenging to fight, great defeace to see and hear;  
Penticost night shall be clothed in white in token of lightning,  
For to be at Candlemas when torches be light, a new morning for to be,  
Afterward carried out of the North, and for to meet at Ravenspurgh,  
S. and P. shall stand in Cosfield haven till such time as the keeper of the Crown  
Shall die upon his brother's sword point, then shall all be turned upside down;  
Then a Lion come out of the West, in harness to stir them for to cease,  
But there shall be no manner of rest, until twenty hundred steeds run masterless away,  
A wet Summer before this shall be;  
Thus guessed Humphrey Tindale Vicar of Wellenger of his prophecy.   
FINIS.