_Chapter whereby all forms are assumed which one pleaseth._
I have made my way into the Royal Palace, and it was the Bird-Fly(1.)
who brought me hither.
Hail to thee, who fliest up to Heaven, to give light to the stars and
protect the White Crown which falleth to me.
Stable art thou, O mighty god, for ever. Make thou for me a path upon
which I may pursue my course.
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