that all the predictors, astrologers, fortune-tellers, and what they called cunning-men, conjurers, and the like: calculators of nativities and dreamers of dream, and such people, were gone and vanished; not one of them was to be found.
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A Journal of the Plague Year, Written by a Citizen Who Continued All the While in London by Daniel Defoe.
