On the ground there is a hill
Also a serpent in a well
His tail is long with wings wide
Already to fly by every side
Repair the well fast about
That the serpent get not out
For if that he be there agone
You lose the virtue of the Stone
You must make Water of the Earth, and Earth of the Air, and Air of the Fire, and Fire of the Earth.
The Black Sea. The Black Luna. The Black Sol
Here is the last of the White Stone and the begining of the Red.
The Red Lune. The Spirit of Water. Red Sol. The Red Sea.
The Red Lion. The Green Lion. The Mouth of Choleric beware.
Here is the last of the Red, and the beginning to put away the dead. The Elixir Vitae.
The bird of Hermes is my name eating my wings to make me tame.
The Red Sea. The Red Sol. The Red Elixir Vitae.
Red Stone. White Stone. Elixir Vitae. Luna in Crescent.
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