OCTOBER, 1651.
THe last day of last Month, Sol transists the degree of Mars, in the Revolution; God send us Peace: 'tis pitty Brethren
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THe last day of last Month, Sol transists the degree of Mars, in the Revolution; God send us Peace: 'tis pitty Brethren
should not agree; certainly the worlds mad, and therefore 'twill not live long: On the fourth day the Sun is Eclipsed, 'tis above the Earth, yet they say not visible to us, but to those about Bra∣sil, &c. It may be though we see it not, yet we may feel the Ef∣fects of it in some measure: the truth is, were it not for the things before mentioned, this Month would look with a pretty quiet face, and seems to promise some fair accord amongst our selves, which the Lord grant us, and then let Men and Divels be our Opposers.