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Even of the blessed. And a certain king

A deluge, and it shall destroy the Persians,

She that was once revered and given a name

A man made equal to God, whom, they say,

He lurked against a nation not desired

But when the fourth year a great star shall shine,

To lord Poseidon; then a great star shall come

Among the Hebrews and a people true.

Over thy banks a widow shalt thou sit

His consort thee, who hast a blood-stained heart

The pyramids shall speak a ruthless sound.

Much-weeping, thou a widow shalt remain

O Thebes, where is thy great strength? A fierce man

Which thou aforetime with a shameless soul

A mourning on account of lawless deeds.

And a mighty man of the Ethiopians

Pentapolis, a man of mighty, strength

Did they unto God's children, when a king

Of the Sidonians, a Phœnician, led

A mighty Gallic host from Syria;

Fastening a belt the sun shall lead all heaven,

A mighty conflagration high in air,

And a new nature in the warlike stars,

Both a beginning and great end of toil,--

Of evils, and for men a great curse, who

A king his honored life lost. Evilly

Leader of greatest evils, both a sword

Both a beginning and great end of toil,--

A race divine of blessed heavenly Jews

A great wall they shall carry it aloft

Sound battle--din nor by a foe's mad hands

And one shall come again from heaven, a man

And noble branch, a scion much beloved,

Who held within their breast a lawless mind;

And there shall be a rain of gleaming fire

A stream and from a spring ambrosial milk

A stream and from a spring ambrosial milk

As a word utter; but she shall remain

Having a sign, shall know for what they toiled.

Thou shalt have, even a land of many tears,

Since thou wast angry towards a land beside

Of Phœbus; sometime shall a thunderbolt

Even like a river for the swimming fish.

O wretched Hellespont, sometime a child

Of the Assyrians shall throw a yoke

A king of Egypt, and a barbarous clime

A king of Egypt, and a barbarous clime

Shall in a mass bring evil strife to pass.

A long time, so that men shall see that God

There shall be raging through the world a war

A matricidal man who every land

But to the king destruction. And a wind

With her own father wedded as a bride;

Before thee was a much-loved house of old

Nor did wise workman make a stone by them,

Destroyed the ground. And such a sign no more

For there came from the heavenly plains a man,

One blessed, with a scepter in his hand,

And he set order, and a holy house

In many stades a great and boundless tower

A sight that has been longed for. Rising sun

Nor tumult, but a righteous strife in all.

Didst also think thyself a queen, shalt come

Be water, and then Crete shall be a plain.

And Paphos shall bewail a dreadful fate,

Upon the shore. And locusts not a few

Until thou to a worthless ruin fall,

Shall in the dust be a world-maddening war

Forthwith a barbarous race shall make their way

Of the foolish ones. Then thus a feebleness

Of many mortals. And a moonless night

Shall be a fame around the mighty heaven,

A second time; then afterwards God's light

A Maenad out of order on the sands

On many glistening stones, a ruin vast

And sometime shall a linen-vested man,

A priest, say: "Come, let us raise up of God

A beautiful true temple; come, let us

And then shall there a great pure temple be

And the high heaven remained without a star.

I from the heart proclaim, to whom a throne,

Descending with the wings of a white dove.

And a pure flower shall bloom, and springs be full.

A disobedient people while he boasts

Descent praiseworthy from a heavenly Sire.

When the house of David shall bring forth a child;

Who mocks at mortal schemes; but from a thorn

Didst crown him with a crown, and fearful gall

But thou shalt look upon a heavenly house,

Cyprus, a billow of thy gleaming sea

Shall stand still and a second age shall be.

And over thee shall dash a wave of Lycus.

A mighty terror to be seen on high,

Measuring a column with a mighty fire

Measuring a column with a mighty fire

That have dared evils. But a common Lord

A grievous life shall come on many men,

But when a new shoot shall out of a root

But when a new shoot shall out of a root

Others shall rule, a tribe of warlike Persians,