/Nexus - 0203 - New Times Magazine/pages/0013/image.png)
Page Content (OCR)
Not every soul on Eartb will die As the Dragon’s tail goes sweeping by Not every land on earth will sink But these will wallow in stench and stink Of rotting bodies of beast and man Of vegetation crisped on land. But one man’s sweet’s anothers bane So I shall not have burned in vain. Motber Shipton For those who live the century through In fear and trembling this shall do. Flee to the mountains and the dens To bog and forest and wild fens. For storms will rage and oceans roar When Gabriel stands on sea and shore And as he blows his wondrous horn Old worlds die and new be born. A fiery dragon will cross the sky Six times before this earth shall die Mankind will tremble frightened be for the sixth herald in this prophecy For seven days and seven nights Man will watch this awesome sight. The tides will rise beyond their ken To bite away the shores and then The mountains will begin to roar And earthquakes split the plain to shore. And flooding waters, rushing in Will flood the lands with such a din That mankind cowers in muddy fen And snarls about his fellow men. He bares his teeth and fights and kills And secrets food in secret hills And ugly in his fear, he lies To kill marauders, thieves and spies. Man flees in terror from the floods And kills, and rapes and lies in blood And spilling blood by mankind’s hands Will stain and bitter many lands And when the dragon’s tail is gone, Man forgets, smiles and carries on To apply bimself - too late, too late For mankind has earned deserved fate. His masked smile - his false grandeur, Will serve the Gods their anger stir. And they will send the Dragon back To light the sky - his tail will crack Upon the earth and rend the earth And man shall flee, King, Lord, and serf But slowly tbey are routed out To seek diminishing water spout And men will die of thirst before The oceans rise to mount the shore. And lands will crack and rend anew You think it strange. It will come true. And in somefar off distant land Some men - oh such a tiny band Will have to leave their solid mount And span the earth, tbose few to count, Who survives this (unreadable) and then Begin the human race again. But not on land already there But on ocean beds, stark, dry and bare NEXUS - 14 But the land that rises from the sea Will be dry and clean and soft and free Of mankindls dirt and therefore be the source of man’s new dynasty. And those that live will ever fear The dragon’s tail for many year But time erases memory You think it strange. But it will be. And before the race is built anew A silver serpent comes to view And spew out men of like unknown To mingle with the earth now grown Cold from its heat and these men can Enlighten the minds of future man. To intermingle and show them how To live and love and thus endow The children with the second sight. A natural thing so that they migbt Grow graceful, humble and when they do The Golden Age will start anew. The dragon’s tail is but a sign For mankind’s fall and man’s decline. And before this prophecy is done I shall be burned at the stake, at one My body singed and my soul set free You think I utter blasphemy You're wrong. These things have come tra ma to me This prophecy will come to be. €€ECEEEE The following words were on the outer wrapping of the scrolls. I know I go - I know I’m free I know that this will come to be. Secreted this - for this will be Found by later dynasty A dairy maid, a bonny lass Shall kick this tome as she does pass And five generations she shall breed Before one male cbild does learn to read. This is then held year by year Till an iron monster trembling fear Eats parchment, words and quill and ink And mankind is given time to think. And only when this comes to be Will mankind read this prophecy This section was kept separate to the other and appears to have been written together yet was in a different jar. The signs will be there for all to read When man shall do most heinous deed Man will ruin kinder lives By taking them as to their wives. And murder foul and brutal deed When man will only think of greed. And man shall walk as if asleep He does not look - he may not peep And iron men the tail shall do And iron cart and carriage too. The kings shall false promise make A talk just for talking’s sake And nations plan horrific war The like as never seen before And taxes rise and lively down And nations wear perpetual frown Yet greater sign there be to see As man nears latter century Three sleeping mountains gatber breath And spew out mud, and ice and deatb. And earthquakes swallow town and town, In lands as yet to me unknown. And christian one fights christian two And nations sigh yet nothing do And yellow men great power gain From mighty bear with whom they’ ve lain. These mighty tyrants will fail to do Tbey fail to split the world in two. But from their acts a danger bred An ague - leaving many dead. And physics find no remedy For this is worse than leprosy. Oh, many signs for all to see The truth of this true prophecy Born in Norfolk, England circa 1386-1388. Traditionally identified as Ursula South’ill (or South’iel), she was married at 24 years of age to a builder, Tony Shipton. Mother Shipton, as she came to be known, was burned at the stake in Clifton, circa 1449, aged over seventy years old. YEAR BOOK - MAY/JUNE 1991