Staurostichon: A Poem on the Mysteries of the Lord's Cross

a Segor prophecy(?) ...

called You, having been long chosen and now summoned invited, to the high
chosen for empire (do not regret it) direct your happy sails to the harbor.
There will not be lacking of prepared horsemen, nor instruments; the faithful
People of Italy are present, the most select youth nobility
With indomitable strength. Behold, Germany provides wedges phalanxes,
Engines of war, and celebrated machines chariots,
money And the sinews of war, a huge favor from heaven, from the supreme God
On which you, relying, while almost still a boy, in fight contest,
conquer You strike down the Gauls in Latium, and not yet covered
crown by the diadem on your forehead, you tame many. A wild people recently
Returned the northern wound inflicted upon the axes.

Getae are these peoples by the Rhine
ancient ...?
what then of the payments(?)
who venerated so
gentle orb.
Emonian military order
And in every form in
Memphis 17 ...?
soldier ...?
in ...?
up to h: 7: ...?
...

Now the Getae fear, and the Moor also fears, as once
The easterner, indignant, had fled into the risings,
The wedge of horsemen, unbelted from Emonian shores,
While Charles Charles V was already entering the Neapolitan Parthenopean
Walls in war, who would soon succumb to the magnanimous shores,
Against whom the Byzantine mob did not lead their pikes,
Nor would the reflux of the Bosphorus sea have received
The sail-flying fleet of the Thracians into its arms.
The Egyptian Memphis thrice, justly indignant, had yielded the Pharian
Tyrant, the twisted veils of the tiara.

Now the eagle is sought, which may carry the sign of triumph
Through the Tanais, the Nile, through the fields of hot Syene,
And through the fields of the Arabs, and the soils scorched by suns,
To the peoples of the dawn, to the rich kingdoms.
But I fear, Caesar, that [the empire], shaken by old fear...