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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 we could hardly go forth, but we should meet many coffins, and see many with sores, and limping in the streets; amongst other sad spectacles, methought two were very affecting: one of a woman coming alone, and weeping by the door where I lived (which was in the midst of the infection) with a little Coffin under her arm carrying it to the new Church yard; I did judge that it was the mother of the child, and that all the family besides was dead, and she was forced to coffin up and bury with her own hands this her last dead child. Another, was of a man at the corner of the Artillery-wall, that as I judge through the dizziness of his head with the disease, which seized upon him there, had dashed his face against the wall, and when I came by he lay hanging with his bloody face over the rails, and bleeding upon the ground; and as I came back he was removed under a tree in More-fields, and lay upon his back; I went and spake to him; ⟨p. 38⟩he could make me no answer, but rattled in the throat, and as I was informed, within half an hour died in the place.
Now we could hardly go forth, but we should meet many coffins, and see many with sores, and limping in the streets; amongst other sad spectacles, methought two were very affecting: one of a woman comming alone, and weeping by the door where I lived (which was in the midst of the infection) with a little Coffin under her arm carrying it to the new Church yard; I did judge that it was the mother of the childe, and that all the family besides was dead, and she was forced to coffin up and bury with her own hands this her last dead childe. Another, was of a man at the corner of the Artillery-wall, that as I judge through the diziness of his head with the disease, which seised upon him there, had dasht his face against the wall, and when I came by he lay hanging with his bloody face over the rails, and bleeding upon the ground; and as I came back he was removed under a tree in More-fields, and lay upon his back; I went and spake to him; ⟨p. 38⟩he could make me no answer, but ratled in the throat, and as I was informed, within half an hour died in the place.