This is the token of the fifth day before the Doom, to wit, great thunders and the sound of the four fiery winds from the four airts of heaven. The elements will shrink up and separate before the holy Powers, and their nature will change so that out of the firmament innumerable streams of stars, to wit, five thousand three hundred and sixty-five stars, fall down to earth as falls ripe fruit on a windy day. The moon will turn into blood, and the sun will grow dark, and the mountaius and all the structures will turn into ashes. The terrible screaming and wretched cry
p.315of the birds at being burnt and scalded on that day, and the bitter sulphurous streams of that heavy storm's fire between heaven and earth! A bitter, sad wail, and a hard, vehement lamentation and heavy grief, and reproachful rebuke hath Adam's race on that day.