This is an advanced prototype, it already has most of the features the final product will have.

Then of a sudden, without any foresounds, the scratching began again.

The King, Duke of York, Prince Rupert and Maurice are still at Oxford closely surrounded by the Parliaments Forces, and the other not well resolving what course to take, all their Horse being about Faringdon, in expectation of the Lord Ashley with his Foot to joyn in a Body, if they be not prevented by Colonel Fleetwood and Rainsborough, straiting and allarming Oxford very often […]

The sacred thinges, and holy heasts foretaught.