Symbols of the Golden Table of the Twelve Nations

For one understood what the other did not wish, and one,
    In saying what he wanted, the other denies it to be so. This refers to the "Confusion of Tongues" at the Tower of Babel, where humans lost the ability to communicate with a single shared language.
Behold, a single work from the ancient ages even to these times
    Has given a harmonious voice to the scattered nations.
This indeed was the Great Structure original: "Moles"; here contrasting the Tower of Babel with the "structure" of alchemical knowledge. built toward the stars of heaven:
    Alchemy original: "Chemia" constructed by various sages.
So that the tongue might keenly grasp the dictates of the mind,
    Even though it be varied by alternating sounds.
Here the peoples begin to have understood themselves in speaking,
    Although they do not give forth their words in one single way.
Here a stone is a stone to this man—though nothing of the sort is said—
    They are unanimous in things and equals in love.
All harmony has returned to the whole world in this,
    So that anyone may grasp the mind of another.
It is indeed one single thing, although it may be called
    By a thousand names, and must be cooked in various hearths. A reference to the "Philosopher's Stone," which alchemists famously claimed had hundreds of different names to hide its true nature from the uninitiated.
In this one thing, Greeks, Moors, and Hebrews individually
    Agree, and they associate themselves in wondrous figures of speech.
The VIRGIN has hidden herself in CITADELS upon such a high summit,
    Egyptian ALCHEMY original: "AEgypti CHEMIA", rich in resources.
She who is said to be the daughter born from the brain of the Sages,
    Just as Pallas Athena, the goddess of wisdom. is believed to have been brought forth from Jove: original: "Ioni"; likely a variant of "Iovi" (Jove/Jupiter). In myth, Athena sprang fully formed from the head of Zeus.
Whose right hand holds the certain medicines of health,
    And whose left carries riches beyond numbering.
For whom would there not be a love of war, of horrid war,
    To be stirred up for such a Virgin Queen with a wealthy hand?
To whom would it not be a pleasure to fall in his ancestral fields,
    If that which he loves shall survive with such a great dowry?
Believe me, he is no man, but a most cowardly fellow,
    Who does not undergo wars for the sake of the female flock. This "female flock" likely refers to the Muses or the personified Alchemical arts.
Therefore, dare with strong spirits, O Heroic Crowd,
    Love fights for you, and the chaste virgin is yours.