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Discourse translated from verse

The moon.

Here is born a divine and august empress,
The masters with one common consent,
Style her their daughter;
She multiplies herself, and produces a great number of children,
Pure, immortal, and without blemish.
This queen has an aversion to death, and poverty;
She surpasses by her excellency gold, silver, and even the precious
stones.
She has more power, than all the remedies whatever.
There is not in the whole world, anything comparable to her,
For which reason, we render thanks to God, who dwells in the heavens.

The sun.

Here is born an emperor replete with honours;
There can never be born one more great than he,
Neither by art, nor by nature,
Among all things created;
The philosophers call him their son,
Who has the power, and strength to produce diverse effects,
He gives to man, all that he asks of him.
He grants him a lasting health,
Gold, silver, and precious stones,
Strength, and a beautiful and untainted youth.
He expels choler, sadness, poverty, and all weaknesses.
Oh! thrice happy be, who has obtained of God so great a blessing.

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