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God's terrible voice in the city
God's terrible voice in the city by T.V.
London? : s.n., Printed in the year 1667
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Now the Citizens of London are put to a stop in the carrier of their trade; they begin to fear whom they converse withal, and deal withal, least they should have come out of infected places. Now roses and other sweet flowers wither in the Gardens, are dis-regarded in the Markets, and People dare not offer them to their noses, lest with their sweet savour, that which is infectious should be attracted: Rue and Wormwood is taken into the hand; Myrrh and Zedoary into the mouth; and without some antidote few stir abroad in the morning. Now many houses are shut up where the Plague comes, and the inhabitants shut in, lest coming abroad they should spread infection. It was very dismal to behold the red Crosses, and read in great letters, Lord have mercy upon us, on the doors, and Watchmen standing before them with Halberds, and such a solitude about those places, and people ⟨p. 32⟩passing by them so gingerly, and with such fearful looks, as if they had been lined with enemies in ambush, that waited to destroy them.
Now the Citizens of London are put to a stop in the carrier of their trade; they begin to fear whom they converse withall, and deal withall, least they should have come out of infected places. Now roses and other sweet flowers wither in the Gardens, are dis-regarded in the Markets, and People dare not offer them to their noses, lest with their sweet savour, that which is infectious should be attracted: Rue and Wormwood is taken into the hand; Myrrhe and Zedoary into the mouth; and without some antidote few stir abroad in the morning. Now many houses are shut up where the Plague comes, and the inhabitants shut in, lest coming abroad they should spread infection. It was very dismal to behold the red Crosses, and read in great letters, Lord have mercy upon us, on the doors, and Watchmen standing before them with Halberts, and such a solitude about those places, and people ⟨p. 32⟩passing by them so gingerly, and with such fearful looks, as if they had been lined with enemies in ambush, that waited to destroy them.