Decennium luctuosum. An history of remarkable occurrences, in the long war, which New-England hath…

Finally; There was a Town called, Amyclae, which was Ruined by Silence. The Rulers, because there had been some false Alarms, forbade all people under pain of Death to speak of any Enemies approaching them: So, when the Enemies came indeed, no man durst speak of it, and the Town was Lost. Corruptions will grow upon the Land; and they will gain by Silence: 'Twill be so Invidious to do it, No man will dare to speak of the Corruptions; and the Fate of Amyclae will come upon the Land.

Finally; There was a Town called, Amyclae, which was Ruined by Silence. The Rulers, because there had been some false Alarms, forbad all people under pain of Death to speak of any Enemies approaching them: So, when the Enemies came indeed, no man durst speak of it, and the Town was Lost. Corruptions will grow upon the Land; and they will gain by Silence: 'Twill be so Invidious to do it, No man will dare to speak of the Corruptions; and the Fate of Amyclae will come upon the Land.

Reader, I ••ll'd these things Prophecy, But, I wish, I be not all this while Writing History.

Now, if any Discerning persons, apprehend any Dangers to In•pend over New-England, from any of the Symptoms mentioned, it is to be […], they will Employ their best Thoughts, how to Anticipate those Dangers. And whereas, 'tis the sense of all men, who discern any thing, that it is in vain to hope for any Good, until a Spirit of Grace, be poured out from Heaven, ⟨p. 198⟩to dispose men unto it, I beg them to consider, whether the only way to obtain that Spirit of Grace, be not, Humbly to Ask it, by Prayer with Fasting before the God of Heaven.