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Century I
1. Being seated by night in secret study,
Alone resting on the brass stool:
A slight flame coming forth from the solitude,
That which is not believed in vain is made to succeed.[1]

2. With rod in hand set in the midst of Branchus,[2]
With the water he wets both limb and foot:
Fearful, voice trembling through his sleeves:
Divine splendor. The divine seats himself near by.

3. When the litter is overturned by the whirlwind,
And faces will be covered by their cloaks,
The republic will be vexed by new people,
Then whites and reds will judge in contrary ways.

4. In the world there will be one Monarch
Who will not long be in peace or alive:
Then the fishing bark will be lost,
It will be ruled to its greater detriment.

5. They will be driven away without much fighting,
They will be very much harried in the country:
Town and city will have a greater debate:.
Carcassonne and Narbonne will have their hearts tried.

6. The eye of Ravenna will be forsaken,
When the wings give way at its feet:
The two of Bresse will have made arrangements in
Turin and Vercelli, which the Gauls will trample.

7. The arrival late, the execution completed,
The wind contrary, the letters seized en route:
The conspirators fourteen of a sect,
The enterprises by the wise Red-haired One.

  1. Or “is uttered.”
  2. Or “of the Branches.”