"The world's a mansion that doth all things hold, Which thundering zones, in number five, enfold, Through which a girdle, painted with twelve signs, And that with sparkling constellations, shines, In heaven's arch marks the diurnal course For the sun's chariot and his fiery horse."
Lugar: Chapter XII. Apology For Raimond Sebond. · ¶2569 Licença: Public domain · Fonte O texto é dado como na edição, sem alterações.