his

Virgo then rising, and about his front

A king his honored life lost. Evilly

And with his thunders and with lightning-flames

Fleeing and pondering sharp things in his mind,

God's watchful temple, brought forth of his saints

Rose into power and cast his dwelling down

One blessed, with a scepter in his hand,

Abide his yoke; the lot of Gemini

The Pleiads; Draco disavowed his zone;

And in his hand the whole world, earth, heaven, sea.

Which Nilus by his seven swimming streams

Gave him the power and put it in his hand;

Under his feet shall sleep his messengers,

Under his feet shall sleep his messengers,

The ruin of his mother; and with sire

--And the Spirit spread his wings in flight towards him--

Was, actual Word, begotten by his Father,

He quickly flew unto his Father's house.

His hunger which comes from his poverty,

His hunger which comes from his poverty,

Of Magian shrines, display his child as god,

Who in his houses shall shut up and guard

When a dragon charged with fire in both his eyes

Shall Syrian or Greek lay down his neck

Of God most mighty, shall his children rule,

And of unshaken children is his race;

His scepter and to Hades he shall pass.

Upon his throne, when sometime the whole world

And honorable before his Father God,

And healing every sickness. By his word

He winds shall he make cease, and with his foot

His holy back; [for he unto the world

Elect, eternal. They shall pierce his side

He'll spread his hands and measure all the world.

And first then openly unto his own

Exhibit four marks fixed in his own limbs,

From thy soul love him and extol his name.

And then will he his face turn openly

Thy Son nods his assent to, having been

For acting in accord with his own will

His strong pure form; and bearing his own news

His strong pure form; and bearing his own news

He next addressed the maiden with his voice:

A boy distinguished by his virgin birth;

This letter of the acrostic of his name:

Shall nourish; and his name know thou . . .

Of his son's son shall lay the scepter down,

In his might, and will hurl the idols down;

His name shall have two hundred for its number,

Of his time, there shall be as many kings

And to his sons and grandsons opulent

He for his brother's sake will go in quest.

A hero sprung from Zeus, shall have his name

Bearing his aged father on his shoulders

Bearing his aged father on his shoulders

And also holding his son by the hand

He will raise up. And in his fifteenth year,

Shall not forget; for his race over all

Shall be instructed; for his chapters he

Of this one rule, beginning with his name

The alphabet; but his race shall pass out.

Wild, strange to justice, wearing on his shoulders

By his companions treacherously betrayed

And faithless, shall rule each by his own tribe;

Abandon life, unloosing his own fate.

Of his race, and the same name to them all.

The purple shall cut off his warlike sire,

And he himself in turn by his own son,

Last Caesar stretching on the earth his limbs,

Pour out their token for his friendship's sake

Rendering a tribute to his memory.

Shall under his appointed lot expire,

Wearing the purple mantle on his shoulders,

Shall bear rule, and with his initial be

And he himself by his power shall subvert

Weaving guile, and the initial of his name

Shall go in Hades' halls by his own fate.

Who sometime stretching forth his hands shall make

An end of his own race and stir all things,

His very many contests for the people,

Shall come, because they did not keep his law,

And cities shall be under his control

Shall he be; foreign dust shall hide his corpse,

Shall be his name, and of four syllables,

By his own foot, and bringing gifts away,

But he shall fall, unloosing his own fate.

Training his hands--excuse itself of death.

In memory of his father; and forthwith

Of his life, having then proclaimed his son

Of his life, having then proclaimed his son

By his own lot and leave the royal power

Who with two tens in his name, born a king

From the race of his father, shall receive

May not discern his neighbor. And then wars

Shaming his youthful offspring, infamous

Thy race a widow, having in his name

The sign of his name in the number ten;

Roused up by the West, and his name shall have

And he shall rule the Romans with his might;

But there is much contrivance in his heart,