Poor Robin's prophecy, for the year 1701 Found several years after his death, hid under an old close-stool-pan. And now publish'd by his executors, to make some people merry, and the rest mad. Containing, comical predictions for every month in the year, carefully calculated, to make both sexes shake their sides till they break their twatling-strings.

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Poor Robin's prophecy, for the year 1701 Found several years after his death, hid under an old close-stool-pan. And now publish'd by his executors, to make some people merry, and the rest mad. Containing, comical predictions for every month in the year, carefully calculated, to make both sexes shake their sides till they break their twatling-strings.
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London :: printed, and are to be sold by M. Fabian at Mercers-Chappel, in Cheapside,
1671.
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"Poor Robin's prophecy, for the year 1701 Found several years after his death, hid under an old close-stool-pan. And now publish'd by his executors, to make some people merry, and the rest mad. Containing, comical predictions for every month in the year, carefully calculated, to make both sexes shake their sides till they break their twatling-strings." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A90840.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 15, 2024.

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JUNE.

Maids will their Smocks turn up above their Knees, In this warm Month, to persecute the Fleas: Whilst some Arch Youth, thro' cranny peeps with wonder, To see the strange faw thing that's hidden under.

FRom the second of this Month, those that love Law, and want Money to spend in it, will have little above a Fortnights time to provide it against next Term; and those that happen to have the wrong Sow by the Ear, will be vey apt to curse the shortness of the Vacation.

Notwithstanding the warmth of the Season Women will be as loath to lie without their Husbands, or somebody else in their room, they may like better, as if it was as cold as at Christmas; and will be as angry with any body that

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should preach up the Doctrine of Forbearance in hot Weather, as a Woman you should Complement, and tell her her Breath stinks, or that she'ad a Face like a Monkey.

The Eighth of this Month, if there be any Truth in an Almanack, will prove Whitsunday; upon which Day many will put on New-Cloaths, that could not get 'em at Easter. More bodily Sustenance will be taken in at the Mouth, in one Hour at Noon, than spiritual Food in at the Ears all Day long. Much walking in the Fields, after Sermon, by Women and their Husbands; and more Cuckolds to be found at the Horns at Pancrass, than honest Men in Long-Lane any day in the Week.

As for the rest of the Holidays, they will be spent very slavishly by some, and very lasily by others; for many will labour at Nine-pins till they sweat, purely to avoid Working: And many loiter about the Fields, without a Peny in their Pockets, rather than spoil a Holiday to supply their Wants, by their accustomary Labour. The common People will grow so very Hoggish, that in spight of Jews, they'll devour more Gammon of Bacon at the adjacent Villages, in one Day, than ever has been eat in Scotland since the Union of both Kingdoms. Many wrangling Disputes will happen abroad between Man and Wife, about, whether two two-penny Cakes are not better than a Groat Cheese-cake; and whe∣ther a single Pot of Ale for three-half-pence, is not much cheaper than the same quantity for three-pence put into a Stone Bottle, and ripen'd in an Oven. If you would know whether the Grey-Mare be the better Horse, observe who carries the Child: And a poor-spirited Cuckold may be known from the rest of his Neighbours, by carrying his Wife's Pattens.

The 11th. of this Month, if Astronomers are not short in their Judgment, will be the longest Day in the Year; upon which, the Sun taking up his Inn in the Solstitial Estival

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Sign Cancer, according to Astronomical Computation, begins the Summer; but as for my part, I rather conclude, that Summer makes her entrance into our Horizon, when the Weather is found so warm, that Beggers quit their Barns, and sleep under the Hedges; and when a hot-breech'd Lady may cool her Buttocks upon the Grass, without the danger of an Ague.

Mumpers and Cadators will now set forth to go their several Circuits. The Weather, towards the middle of this Month, will prove so very warm, that abundance of Cloaks and Muffs will take up a Lodging at the Brokers till next Winter. And many insolvent Citizens will find it so very hot upon Change, that they'll choose rather to leave the Kingdom than endure it; yet he that will trouble himself to enquire into the matter, shall find Men frozen towards Ho∣nesty and Justice; and Charity to be still as cold as in the depth of Winter.

On the 20th. of this Month, the third of the fourth great Plagues of the Year, will begin to seize the Purse-strings of the Publick, creep into the Hoards of the Litigious, and ferret out the Money from the Pockets of spightful Adver∣saries so fast, that many Opponents will be weary of their Cause, before they have proceeded half way to a Trial.

The Pole-Cats of the Law will claw many a Man out of his own Hole, and force him into a worse, before the Term be over. And many a cross grain'd Bumkin, who has vow'd revenge upon his Neighbour, tho' it cost him all he's worth, will be made as good as his Promise, before his At∣torney has done with him, if he has not more Wit than his Lawyer Honesty.

About the latter end of this Month, Citizens Wives will be mighty out of order, and nothing will restore 'em to their for∣mer ease and quietness, but drinking Epsom-Waters; with their Husbands consent they will flock thither in great numbers,

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where, instead of mending, they will grow worse and worse; and tho' with dissembled Looks they can outwardly appear much better to their Spouses, yet were their Hearts to be examined where their Distemper lies, they would be still found as ill Women as ever they were.

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