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Land to tremble, killed, wasteful, monster, Captives without number, to do, undone, done: To go over the sea misfortune will occur, Proud against the proud evil done in disguise.
Fathers and mothers dead of infinite sorrows, Women in mourning, the pestilent she-monster: The Great One to be no more, all the world to end, Under peace, repose and every single one in opposition.
Of all blessings abundance, the earth will produce for us, No din of war in France, sedition put outside: Man-slayers, robbers one will find on the highway, Little faith, burning fever, people in commotion.
For the two very Great Ones pernicious loss to arise, The Greatest Ones will cause loss, goods, of honor, and of life, As much great noises will run, the urn very odious, Great maladies to be, meeting-house, mass in envy.
Between people discord, brutal enmity, War, death of great Princes, several parts: Universal plague, stronger in the West, Times good and full, but very dry and exhausted.
Dead through spite he will cause the others to shine, And in an exalted place some great evils to occur: Sad concepts will come to harm each one, Temporal dignified, the Mass to succeed.
From good to the evil times will change, The peace in the South, the expectation of the Greatest Ones: The Great Ones grieving Louis too much more will stumble, Well-known Shaven Ones have neither power not understanding.
Fine bonds enfeebled by accords, Mars and Prelates united will not stop: The great ones confused by gifts of mutilated bodies, Dignified ones, undignified ones will seize the well endowed.
Arms, plagues to cease, death of the seditious ones, Great Father Liber will not much abound: Evil ones will be seized by more malicious ones, France more than ever victorious will triumph.
For the greatest ones death, loss of honor and violence, Professors of the faith, their estate and their sect: For the two great Churches diverse noise, decadence, Evil neighbors quarreling serfs of the Church without a head.