Le mouuement de sens, cœur, pieds & mains,
Seront d'accord Naples, Lyon, Sicille:
Glaiues, feux, eaux puis aux nobles Romains,
Plongez tuez morts par cerueau debile.
The motion of sense, heart, feet and hands,
Will be in agreement between Naples, Leon, Sicily.
Swords, fire, floods, then the noble Romans,
Drowned, killed or dead because of a feeble mind.
C1:Q12
Dans peu dira faulce brute fragile,
De bas en hault esleué promptement:
Puis en istant desloyale & labile,
Qui de Veronne aura gouuernement.
In a short time a false, frail brute will lead,
Elevated quickly from low to high:
Then in an instant disloyal and volatile,
Who will have government of Verona.
C1:Q13
Les exilez par ire, haine intestine,
Feront au Roy grand coniuration:
Secret mettront ennemis par la mine,
Et ses vieux siens contre eux sedition.
The exiles through anger and internal hatred,
Against the king a great conspiracy:
Secretly they will place enemies as a threat,
And his own old ones, sedition against them.
C1:Q14
De gent esclaue chansons, chants & requestes,
Captifs par Princes & Seigneur aux prisons:
A l'aduenir par idiotz sans testes,
Seront receus par diuines oraisons.
From the enslaved, songs, chants and demands,
The Princes and Lords are held captive in prisons:
In the future by headless idiots,
Will be received as divine prayers.
C1:Q15
Mars nous menasse par sa force bellique,
Septante foys sera le sang espandre:
Auge & ruyne de l'Ecclesiastique
Et plus ceux qui d'eux rien voudront entendre.
Mars threatens us with the force of war,
Seventy times he will cause blood to be spilt.
Increase and ruin for the clergy,
And more by those who wish to learn nothing from them.
Ian Harvey.

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