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Corona laureas in illam misit,
de quo multiplex fama crevit,
ita quod omnes populi
ex hac honorabili fama
velut cibum gustabant.
(Latin assistance by Master Andrixos) 

(English Translation)
For the Crown rained laurels upon her
to grow her widespread fame,
that all the peoples should sup
of her honor
as of food.

“Power of Wisdom,
circling all things,
comprehending all things,
on one path, which has life.

Three wings:
one soars in the height,
one exudes from the earth,
one soars everywhere.
Praise to you, as befits you, Wisdom.”
Hildegard of Bingen, O virtus sapientie

Nolite me mustellas carborundorum

May all Atlantia hear–may they praise the Dark Lady Iselda in highest harmony. Poet immeasurable, protected by unearthly armour, and decorated with hyacinth. Oh you are also adorned in deep music, a gleaming gemstone. Gentle warrior in the rushing water from the source which swallowed up the ravenous wolf! Your voice rings out in darkness, sweet draperies over your harp-string’s resonance. Lead our kingdom entire as a choir to sing the architectures of the cosmic egg. Henceforth, call Iselda de Narbonne peer of the realm and Companion of the Order of the Laurel to bear all titles and blazons that attend it. Given on this tenth day of October, Anno Societatis LV from the hands and throats of Anton Rex and Luned Regina.