De prodigiosa specie, naturaq[ue] cometae, qui nobis effulsit altior lunae sedibus, insolita prorsus figura, ac magnitudine, anno 1577 plus septimanis 10. apodeixis tum physica tum mathematica

...like horns. Then the flame-colored light of the Moon, glowing more and more into a pure purple, seemed not so much to be tinged by the tide of the nearby Ocean, as by the effusion of a great slaughter. These were for us the first monograms of most diverse alliances, the outcome of which has turned out to be confessed by both the bleary-eyed and the barbers a colloquial way of saying "obvious to everyone, even the most common people".

Presage of the slaughter of Antwerp and other cities of the Belgian region.

What, however, appeared further? We saw the terrible forms of a military expedition, troops of horsemen and foot soldiers marching to and fro, designed with no obscure appearance in the very matter of the exhalation. First, the more southern arc split at the belt of the constellation Orion. Soon followed such a skirmish of rays and clouds that, with lances and darts joined with ineffable speed, all who were present watching with me exclaimed that it was a living image of a conflict. And the hair on our heads stood up with horror when, as the lances were now falling on the side that looks toward the Northwest Circium the Northwest wind/direction, and which was carried in a straight line toward Antwerp for us who were watching, suddenly pointed, bloody spearheads appeared around the Sunset, showing where the victory was to be expected. I shudder relating how the dire, surging vapor of that blood, as if poured from the center of that slaughter, how...

Protasis.

Epitasis.