Harmony or Consensus of the Chemical Philosophers

Behold, Lagneus The pen name of the author, David de Planis-Campy; it is a Latinization of "The Lamb" (L'Agneau) himself dedicates his "Harmony" to you, in which he has unlocked for himself those secrets that were closed to many.
Your own name, with its letters rearranged original: "transpositis... litterulis," referring to the practice of anagrams, adds a spur to the runner and wings to the one who flies.
For me, these names provide divine oracles in true words; they are my Delphic temples, and they are my Sibyl The Sibyls were ancient prophetesses; the Delphic temple was the seat of the most famous oracle in Greece.
They sing golden sayings: which path leads to the summit of true honor, and from whence a living honor may be prepared.
How distinguished you are, you who preserve the stars of France original: "Gallica sidera," likely referring to the Royal Family, specifically the young King Louis XIII, and those whom God wills to be the gods of the earth and the heavens.
Not even Hybla An ancient city in Sicily famous for its honey and flowers has so many roses, nor Enna A Sicilian city associated with the myth of Persephone and lush meadows so many blooms, nor do so many bright stars glow in the pure sky:
As many as the ornaments of praise your name brings back to the altars; I bring these few things out of many to you, and I carry you with me.

Go forth flourishing, for being rich in honor, you honor others.
Carry out difficult things; I, Honor, conquer difficult things. Come.
You are the enduring honor of the age, recommending true things to honor.
The spring-like honor of Persuasion original: "Suadæ," referring to Suada, the Roman goddess of persuasion, perpetually flourishing.
You are a friendly vein of honor; endure through the golden ages.
Always lasting in your honor through Jesus.
You endure from a vein—but of honor—flourishing with perennial praise,
Which the palm of virtue has given to you.
O healthy one, endure in the Hero Referring to King Louis XIII who governs the scepters of France; speak many centuries of life to your King.
Ah, I give spring-like strength to you, richly honoring true things,
An honor flourishing toward the truth by the gift of the King.
Moving wonderfully toward bright honors by the gift of the gods,
And rushing by a direct and legitimate path.
Toward the strength of the distinguished, a path in the honor of a spring flower,
Helping heroes with a more noble spikenard An expensive aromatic ointment used in ancient medicine; the author suggests Héroard's medical care is even more precious.
Live, O renowned hero, constantly adorning the Muses The nine Greek goddesses of the arts and sciences,
And say: "I am carried eternally, renewing the stars through my art"—
Those stars which radiate most brightly in our sky,
The stars which wear the crown of the French.