Mother Shipton.

My early days were spent in the city of York, in England. I well remember a family outing to a picturesque place called Knaresboro.
My dad was going to take my sister and me to see Mother Shipton's Cave.
Quite the place it was and quite the lady lived there around five hundred years ago.
This is what this remarkable woman, who was a a student of Bible prophecy,wrote in a poem concerning the days in which we live.

I will enclose it in two parts for your interest.

                          MOTHER SHIPTON'S PROPHECY

In the year A.D. 1499.

"And now a word in uncouth rhyme of what shall be in future time.
For, in those wondrous far-off days, the women shall adopt a craze.
To dress like men and trousers wear, and cut off all their locks of hair.

They'll ride astride with brazen brow, as witches do on broomsticks now.
Then love shall die,and marriage cease and nations wane as babes decrease.
Then wives shall fondle cats and dogs and men shall live the same as hogs.

A carriage without horse shall go; disaster fill the world with woe.
In London, Primrose Hill shall be its centre hold a Bishop' See.
Around the world men's thoughts shall fly, quick as the twinkling of an eye.

And waters shall great wonders do--How strange and yet it it shall come true.
Then upside down the world shall be, and gold found at the root of tree.
Through tow'ring hills proud man shall ride, no horse or mule move by his side.

Beneath the water men shall walk, shall ride, shall sleep, shall even talk.
And in the air men shall be seen, in white and black as well as green.
A great man shall then come and go for prophecy declares it so!"

Part 2 tomorrow.
Ian