Chapter LXIV: French

Pleure _Milan_, pleure _Lucques_, _Florence_,
Que ton grand Duc sur le Char montera,
Changer le Siege pres de _Venise_ s’advance,
Lors que _Colonne_ a _Rome_ changera.

English.

Weep _Milan_, weep _Lucques_, and _Florence_,
When the great Duke shall go upon the Chariot,
To change the Siege near _Venice_ he goeth about,
When _Colonne_ shall change at _Rome_.

ANNOT.

This Prophecy seemeth to portend the change of the See of _Rome_ in some place near to _Venice_, and this is to happen when the great Duke of _Tuscany_ shall ascend upon a Triumphant Chariot, and that the House of _Colonne_ (which is the more powerfull in _Rome_) shall take his part.

LXV.

French.

O vaste _Rome_ ta ruine s’aproche,
Non de tes Murs, de ton sang, & substance,
L’aspre par lettres fera si horrible coche,
Fer pointu mis a tous jusques au manche.

English.

O great _Rome_ thy ruine draweth near,
Not of thy Walls, of thy blood and substance,
The sharp by Letters shall make so horrid a notch,
Sharp Iron thrust in all to the haft.

ANNOT.

This is a confirmation of the foregoing Prophecy, by which it is said that the destruction of _Rome_ shall not be in _her Walls, blood or substance_, but onely by Letters or Doctrine that shall put quite down the _Roman_ Religion.