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De nuict soleil penseront auoir veu,
Quand le pourceau demy homme on verra,
Bruit, chant, bataille au Ciel battre apper ceu
Et bestes brutes à parler on orra.
They will think they have seen the Sun at night,
When they will see the half pig man:
Noise, song, battle, fighting in the sky seen,
And brute beasts heard speaking.