Prophecies of Robert Nixon, Mother Shipton, and Martha, the Gypsy Part 1

Prophecies of Robert Nixon, Mother Shipton, and Martha, the Gypsy.

by Anonymous.

THE LIFE OF ROBERT NIXON, COMMONLY CALLED THE CHESHIRE PROPHET.

THE Prophecy of Nixon has so often given a name to the productions of authors of different principles, that it is now almost become a doubt whether such a person ever existed. Pa.s.sing through Cheshire lately, curiosity led me to inquire what credit these legends bore among the natives: and I was not a little surprised to find with what confidence they related events which have come to pa.s.s within the memory of many of the inhabitants; and how strictly they adhered to the notion that he would not fail in the rest. Amongst his number was a namesake and descendant of the same family with this famous idiot, who, at this time lives not far from Vale-Royal, from whom I had mostly what follows, which he said he had often heard his father and other ancient people in the country relate. I also obtained a ma.n.u.script copy which seemed to bear the appearance of antiquity.-Mr. Gerrard, Mr. Grimes and many others of the inhabitants of the forest of Delamere very obligingly told me what they knew, and confirmed what was past.

John, or Jonathan Nixon, the father of our prophet was a husbandman who held the lease of a farm from the abbey of Vale-Royal, to this day known by the name of Bark, or Bridge-house in the parish of Over near New-Church, and not far from Vale-Royal, on the forest of Delamere, which house is still kept up and venerated by the natives of Cheshire for nothing else that I could hear of but this extraordinary person's birth, which took place Whitsuntide, and he was christened by the name of Robert, in the year 1467, about the 7th year of Edward IV.; and from his infancy he was remarkable for a stupidity and invincible ignorance, so that it was with great difficulty his parents could instruct him to drive the team, tend the cattle and such sort of rustic employments.

His parents at their decease left the farm and our Robert very young, to the care of an elder brother with whom he first gave an instance of that foreknowledge which renders his name so famous.

As he was driving the team one day, whilst his brother's man guided the plough, he p.r.i.c.ked an ox so very cruelly with his goad that the plough-holder threatened to acquaint his master; on which Nixon said, the ox should not be his brother's three days hence; which accordingly happened for a life drooping in the estate, the lord of the manor took the same ox for an heriot. {7}

During his residence here he was chiefly distinguished for his simplicity, seldom spoke, and when he did it was with so rough a voice that it was painful to hear him; he was remarkably satirical, and what he said had generally some prophetic meaning. It was about this time that the monk of Vale-Royal having displeased him he said in an angry tone,

When you the arrow come on high, Soon a raven's nest will be;

which is well known to have come to pa.s.s in the person of the last abbot of that place, whose name was Harrow. Being called before Sir Thomas Holcroft he was put to death for denying the supremacy of King Henry VIII. Having suppressed the abbey the King gave the domain to this knight and his heirs who bore a raven for their crest.

At another time he told them that Norton and Vale-Royal abbeys should meet on Acton-bridge, a thing at that time looked upon as improbable; yet those two abbeys being pulled down the stones were used for the purpose of repairing the bridge; and what was more improbable still a small thorn growing in the abbey-yard would become its door. We may easily guess no one thought this last would ever come to pa.s.s, and especially as it was understood by every one at that time of day that thorns never grew so large; but this shows the uncertain meaning of a prophecy, and that what we understand one way is possibly meant quite different; so it happened in this case, for, at the Reformation the savage ravages under the sanction of religion sought nothing but rapine and plunder to enrich themselves; and under the name of banishing superst.i.tion and pulling down idolatry, spared not even the most revered lineaments of antiquity, the most sacred piles, the most n.o.ble structures, or most valuable records, books written by our most venerable forefathers and heroic ancestors.

Pieces of the nicest paint and figures of the best workmanship being all lost, irrecoverably lost in one common fit of destructive zeal which every hue and cry is too apt to raise in the breast of a hot-headed bigot; whilst the truly religious, honest and learned men regret to this day the loss those destructive times have occasioned. Whilst these reached Vale-Royal, this thorn amongst the rest, being cut down was cast in the door-way, to prevent sheep which grazed in the court from going in.

But the Reformation he declares in still plainer terms; for he says,

A time shall come when priests and monks Shall have no churches nor houses, And places where images stood, Lined letters shall be good, English books through churches are spread, Where shall be no holy bread.

It is not my intention to recite every particular he is said to have foretold, which regard either private families or past occasions-however, it may not be amiss to mention what is fresh in every one's memory who lives near Delamere forest and was vouched to me by several of the oldest inhabitants.

Thro' Weaver-hall shall be a lone {10} Ridley-pool shall be sown and mown, And Darnel-Park shall be hacked and hewn.

The two wings of Weaver-hall are now standing and between them is a cart-road; Ridley-pool is filled up and made good meadow land: and in Darnel-Park the trees are cut down and it is made into pasture-ground.

I was also a.s.sured that he foretold the use of broad wheels, etc. and that the town of Northwich now a considerable place of trade for salt will be destroyed by water, which is expected to come to pa.s.s, by the natives of Cheshire, as much as any other part of his prophecy has done; and some urge that the navigable cuts lately made is the water meant: but whether a prejudice against those useful improvements may not have given rise to this notion, time only can determine.

But what rendered Nixon the most noticed was that at the time when the battle of Bosworth-field was fought between King Richard the Third and King Henry the Seventh, he stopped his team on a sudden and pointing with his whip from one to the other cried, "Now, Richard! Now, Harry!"

several times; till at last, he said, "Now, Harry, get over that ditch and you gain the day." The plough-holder, amazed, related what had pa.s.sed when he came home, and the truth of the prediction was verified by special messengers sent to announce the proclamation of King Henry of England on the field of battle.

The messenger who went this circuit related on his return the prediction of Nixon concerning the King's success; which, though it had been confirmed by his arrival had made it no news to the natives of those parts; but Henry perhaps the wisest Prince of his time not willing to be deceived, nor yet doubting the dispensations of Providence though by the mouth of a fool, sent the same messenger back to find Nixon, and to bring him before him. At the moment the King gave his orders our prophet was in the town of Over, about which he ran like a madman declaring the King had sent for him and that he must go to court and there be _clammed_: that is, be starved to death. Such a declaration caused a great deal of laughing in the town, to think that his Majesty so noted for his wisdom should send for a dirty drivelling clown to court, and that being sent for he should fear to be starved there; but how great was their surprise, in a few days after, when the messenger pa.s.sing through the town demanded a guide to find Nixon who (then turning the spit at his brother's at the Bark-house) cried, "He is coming, he is now on the road for me!" but the astonishment of the family can scarcely be imagined when, on the messenger's arrival he demanded Nixon in the King's name; the people who before scoffed at his simple appearance and odd sayings, and had pointed to the very children to make him their sport were now confounded on finding the most ridiculous of all he ever foretold (in their opinion) become a truth, which was vouched to their own eyes. Whilst hurried through the country Nixon still loudly lamented that he was going to be starved at the court.

He had no sooner arrived there than the cautious King willing to make trial of his foreknowledge devised the following scheme to prove it.

Having had a valuable diamond ring which he commonly wore after the most seemingly strict inquiry made through the palace whether any one had seen it; he sent for Nixon, telling him what a loss he had sustained, and that if he could not help him to find it, he had no hopes left. But how much surprised was the King, when he got for answer that old proverb,

He who hideth can find;

On which he declared with a smile that he had done this only to try the prophet; but ever after ordered that what he said should be carefully put in writing.

To prevent Nixon's being starved his Majesty gave orders for him to have the liberty to range through the whole palace and the kitchen was to be his more constant dwelling. Besides which, an officer was appointed to take care that he was neither misused or affronted by the servants, nor at loss for any necessary of life. Thus situated one would have thought want would never have reached him; yet one day, as the King was going out to his hunting-seat Nixon ran to him crying and begged in the most moving terms that he might not be left, for that if he was his Majesty would never see him again alive: that he should be starved; that now was the time, and if he was left he must die.

The King whose thoughts were doubtless fixed on the diversion he was going to and supposing the matter so very unlikely to come to pa.s.s, only said that it was impossible and recommended him strongly to the officer's care; but scarcely was the king gone from the palace-gate when the servants mocked and teased Nixon to such a degree, that the officer to prevent these insults locked him up in a closet and suffered no one but himself to attend on him thinking that he should prevent this part of his prophecy coming true: but a message of great importance coming from the King to this very officer, he in his readiness to obey the royal command forgot to set poor Nixon at liberty and though he was but three days absent when he recollected his prisoner he found him at his return, dead as he had foretold of hunger.

Thus evidenced with what is past stands his prophecy in every mouth in Cheshire; yet a greater affront cannot be given than to ask a copy from the families said to be possessed of it. Every possible means it is well known has been used to smother the truth, perplex the curious, and even to abolish the very remembrance that such a one ever existed, but from what reason cannot appear except that it is foretold that the heir of O- is to meet with some ignominious death at his own gate, {16} with other family events which, though no person or time being perfectly distinguished may perhaps occasion this secrecy.

I must also observe that the cross on Delamere forest, that is, three steps and the socket in which the cross formerly stood are now sunk within a few inches of the ground, though all remember to have seen it within the memory of man nearly six feet above, the cross itself having been destroyed long since. It is also remarkable that Headlets cross is mentioned by Merlin de Rymer and most other English and Scotch prophets as the last place in England on which it is supposed a decisive action will happen; but as to any fixed period when the things will come to pa.s.s I cannot learn, being all mentioned with the greatest uncertainty.

THE ORIGINAL PREDICTIONS OF ROBERT NIXON, AS DELIVERED BY HIMSELF.

When a raven shall build in a stone lion's mouth, On a church top beside the grey forest, Then shall a king of England be drove from his crown, And return no more.

When an eagle shall sit on the top of Vale-Royal house, Then shall an heir be born, who shall live to see great troubles in England.

There shall be a miller nam'd Peter, With two heels on one foot, Who shall distinguish himself bravely, And shall be knighted by the victor: For foreign nations shall invade England; But the invader shall be killed, And laid across a horse's back, And led in triumph.

A boy shall be born with three thumbs on one hand, Who shall hold three King's horses, Whilst England three times is won and lost in one day.

But after this shall be happy days, A new set of people of virtuous manners shall live in peace.

But the wall of Vale-Royal near the pond shall be the token of its truth, For it shall fall: If it fall downwards, Then shall the church be sunk for ever: But if it fall upwards against a hill, Then shall the church and honest men live still.

Under this wall shall be found the bones of a British King.

Peckforton-mill shall be removed to Ludington hill, And three days blood shall turn Noginshire-mill.

But beware of a chance to the lord of Oulton, Lest he should be hanged at his own door.

A crow shall sit on the top of Headless cross, In the forest so grey, And drink of the n.o.bles' gentle blood so free; Twenty hundred horses shall want masters, Till their girths shall rot under their bellies.

Thro' our own money and our own men, Shall a dreadful war begin; Between the sickle and the suck, All England shall have a pluck; And be several times forsworn, And put to their wits' end, That it shall not be known, whether to reap their corn, Bury their dead, or go to the field to fight.

A great scarcity of bread corn.

Foreign nations shall invade England with snow on their helmets, And shall bring plague, famine, and murder in the skirts of their garments.

A great tax will be granted but never gathered.

Between a rick and two trees, A famous battle fought shall be.

London street shall run with blood And at last shall sink, So that it shall be fulfilled, Lincoln was, London is, and York shall be The finest city of the three.

There will be three gates to London of imprisoned men for cowsters.

Then if you have three cows, at the first gate fell one, and keep thee at home, At the second gate fell the other two, and keep thee at home.

At the last gate all shall be done.

When summer in winter shall come, And peace is made at every man's home, Then shall be danger of war; For tho' with peace at night the nation ring, Men shall rise to war in the morning.

There will be a winter Council, a careful Christmas, and a b.l.o.o.d.y Lent.

In those days there shall be hatred and bloodshed, The father against the son, and the son against his father, That one may have a house for lifting the latch of the door.

Landlords shall stand, with hats in their hands, To desire tenants to hold their lands.