An ephemeris for the yeer 1651 amplified with rational predictions from the book of the creatures. 1. Of the state of the yeer. 2. What may probably be the effects of the conjunction of Saturn and Mars, July 9. 1650. in Scotland, Holland, Zealand, York, Amsterdam, &c. and about what time they may probably happen. By Nich. Culpeper, Gent. student in astrology and physick, in Spittle-fields, next door to the Red Lyon.

To Mr Simpson, who Pretends he Preacheth at Alhallows in Thames-street.

SIR,

WHilst such as fear God and admire at his Works in the Creation, beholding the lustre of the Creatures magnifying the Glory of the Creator, you spend your study and time in Railing at Astrologers (which although I can bear, yet let him of your Coat that hath no sin, throw the first stone at them) and against Astrology it self, and the won∣derful Works of God in the harmony of the Creation, & this is something intollerable: Let your MODERATION be made known to all men: You know who it was said so; but your Moderation herein was

so small, that it was not discernable by a Perspective-glass. I beseech you Consider with me in the Spirit of Meekness (if you know but what it means) The Spirit of God is Humble and Meek; Was yours so? The Spirit of Satan is Proud and Presum∣ptuous; Was not yours so? The Spirit of God is Peaceable & Loving; Was yours so? The Spirit of Satan is Rash and Fu∣rious; Was not yours so? The Spirit of Christ comes out of a sight of Weakness; Did yours so? The Spirit of Satan comes with Hatred & Disdain, speaking evil of what it knows not; Did not yours so? The Spirit of Christ is still Enquiring; Was yours so? The Spirit of Antichrist is Con∣fident & Raging; Was not yours so? And yet (forsooth) you would have the States to be your Boyes, as Pilate was your fore∣fathers, to act what you desire: You mistake Sir, they have more Wit, more Honesty: Be pleased to look your Face in a Glass, be

it the Glass of the Sanctuary if you please: Do not you look like a pretty Fellow to rule the State? but in truth it is not insolent [unusual] for men of your Iacket to be in∣solent (Bold) My Desire to you, which I Publish to the World, is this, That you would be pleased to Print your Sermons; I promise you in the word of a Christian to Answer them, that so the Vulgar may be no longer Bewitched by a subtiler Spirit then had the WITCH OF ENDOR, and the World may no longer Halt between two Opinions; but if God be God, they may Serve him: but if Baal, then Follow him. I rest

Yours, so far as you are Christs, Nicholas Culpeper.

From my House in Spittle-Fields next Door to the Red-Lyon. Aug. 3. 1650.