Glorious

It does make one wonder; the Epic of Gilgamesh spoke of a great comet before the terrible flood. We seem to be in a time of turmoil now.

King James wrote this poem when he saw a comet in 1618:

You men of Britaine, wherefore gaze yee so

Uppon an Angry starr, whenh as yee know

The sun shall turne to darknesse, the Moon to blood1

And then twill be to late for to turne good

O be so happy then while time doth last
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As to remember Dooms day is not past

And misinterpret not, with vaine Conceit

The Caracter you see on Heaven gate.

Which though it bring the world some news from fate

The letters such as no man can translate
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And for to guesse at God Almightys minde

Where such a thing might Cozen all mankinde

Wherfore I wish the Curious man to keep

His rash Imaginations till he sleepe

Then let him dreame of Famine plague & war
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And thinke the match with spaine hath causd this star

Or let them thinke that if their Prince my Minion2

Will shortly chang, or which is worse religion

And that he may have nothing elce to feare

Let him walke Pauls,3 and meet the Devills there
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And if he be a Puritan,4 and scapes

Jesuites,5 salute them in their proper shapes

These Jealousys I would not have a Treason

In him whose Fancy overrules his Reason

Yet to be sure It did no harme, Twere fit
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He would be bold to pray for no more witt

But onely to Conceale his dreame, for there

Be those that will beleive what he dares feare.

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