of

Of men of every land. And it shall lead

The untamed kings of nations to the West,

Late do the mills of God grind the fine flour.

To fine dust the heads of the high-leafed hills

And of all flesh. First cause of ills to all

And of all flesh. First cause of ills to all

Are covetousness and a lack of sense.

For there shall be love of deceitful gold

Naught greater, neither light of sun nor heaven,

Nor God who giveth all things, of all things

Chose they before them. Of impiety

A fount, and of disorder forward guide,

An instrument of wars and foe of peace

An instrument of wars and foe of peace

Is lack of sense, that sets at enmity

What god shall save thee, whether wrought of gold

Of senate? Where shall be the race of Rhea,

Of senate? Where shall be the race of Rhea,

Of Cronus, or of Zeus, and of all those

Of Cronus, or of Zeus, and of all those

Of Cronus, or of Zeus, and of all those

Images of the worn-out dead, whose tombs

Crete the ill-starred shall hold a cause of pride,

Gray-headed, having name of the near sea,

Bringing gifts, having large amount of gold

Of Magian shrines, display his child as god,

The ancient mysteries of deceit to all.

After him at the latest day of all

Shall three rule, filling out a name of God

The heavenly, of whom is the power both now

And to all ages. One of them being old

All the goods of the world, in order that,

When from the utmost limits of the earth

The luster of the broad-striped purple robe

Of thy commanders and wear mourning dress,

O haughty queen, off spring of Latin Rome;

The glory of that arrogance of thine

The glory of that arrogance of thine

Of eagle-bearing legions shall fall low.

Of mortals, when the Almighty shall himself

Of the living and the dead and all the world.

Of their impiety and their distress

Of cities comes and yawnings of the earth.

Of cities comes and yawnings of the earth.

Famine and war of kinsmen, near at hand

Is the end of the world and the last day

And judgment of the immortal God for them

Against the Romans first of all be wrath

Of drinking blood and wretched course of life.

Of drinking blood and wretched course of life.

And gnashing of teeth, and thee noisily

The blood of sacrifices in libations

To madden mind itself, nor sound of pipe

That bean the likeness of a crooked snake,

Nor trumpet, harsh-toned messenger of wars;

Of revelry, nor in the choral dance;

Nor sound of harp, nor harmful instrument;

Common to all is keeper of the key

Of the great prison before God's judgment-seat

With images of gold and silver and stone

O Rome, and gnashing of teeth. And no more

Shalt be a triumph and reproach of all.

Then shall the sixth race of the Latin kings

Of God most mighty, shall his children rule,

And of unshaken children is his race;

When there shall be of Egypt thrice five kings.

Thereafter when the limit of the time

Of the Phenix shall come round, there shall a race

Of peoples come to plunder, tribes confused,

Enemy of the Hebrews. Then shall Ares

Destroy the haughty threatening of the Romans.

No longer shall the land of fertile Rome

Prevail, when out of Asia one shall come

Shall perish by the wickedness of rulers,

And then a holy Lord of all the earth

An evil day of famine and of plague

An evil day of famine and of plague

And of intolerable battle-din,

Of poisonous sowings. But with shameless soul

Of God or men, forsaking modesty,

Workers of evil and in nothing true,

Destroyers of faith, on foul speech

In false words; they shall have no fill of wealth;

Under the rule of tyrants they shall perish.

A brilliant cornet, sign of much distress

About to come, of war and battle-strife.

The mischievous destroyer of all men,

Within the house of Hades, afterwards

The mighty sway of one of female sex;

The mighty sway of one of female sex;

And there shall be a rising of the dead;

The running of the lame shall be most swift,

And fountains of sweet wine and of white milk

And fountains of sweet wine and of white milk

And judgment of the immortal God (great king).

JESUS CHRISTI SON OF GOD, SAVIOUR, CROSS.

The sign of judgment. And from heaven shall come

The Most High with the saints at the end of time.

And of men bearing flesh he judges souls

Shall be a desert and a place of thorns.