De Rerum Natura
Lucretius
Lucretius. De Rerum Natura. William Ellery Leonard. E. P. Dutton. 1916.
- Now learn of what remains! More keenly hear!
- And for myself, my mind is not deceived
- How dark it is: But the large hope of praise
- Hath strook with pointed thyrsus through my heart;
- On the same hour hath strook into my breast
- Sweet love of the Muses, wherewith now instinct,
- I wander afield, thriving in sturdy thought,
- Through unpathed haunts of the Pierides,
- Trodden by step of none before. I joy
- To come on undefiled fountains there,
- To drain them deep; I joy to pluck new flowers,
- To seek for this my head a signal crown
- From regions where the Muses never yet
- Have garlanded the temples of a man:
- First, since I teach concerning mighty things,
- And go right on to loose from round the mind
- The tightened coils of dread religion;
- Next, since, concerning themes so dark, I frame
- Songs so pellucid, touching all throughout
- Even with the Muses' charm- which, as 'twould seem,
- Is not without a reasonable ground:
- But as physicians, when they seek to give
- Young boys the nauseous wormwood, first do touch
- The brim around the cup with the sweet juice
- And yellow of the honey, in order that
- The thoughtless age of boyhood be cajoled
- As far as the lips, and meanwhile swallow down
- The wormwood's bitter draught, and, though befooled,
- Be yet not merely duped, but rather thus
- Grow strong again with recreated health:
- So now I too (since this my doctrine seems
- In general somewhat woeful unto those
- Who've had it not in hand, and since the crowd
- Starts back from it in horror) have desired
- To expound our doctrine unto thee in song
- Soft-speaking and Pierian, and, as 'twere,
- To touch it with sweet honey of the Muse-
- If by such method haply I might hold
- The mind of thee upon these lines of ours,
- Till thou see through the nature of all things,
- And how exists the interwoven frame.
- But since I've taught that bodies of matter, made
- Completely solid, hither and thither fly
- Forevermore unconquered through all time,
- Now come, and whether to the sum of them
- There be a limit or be none, for thee
- Let us unfold; likewise what has been found
- To be the wide inane, or room, or space
- Wherein all things soever do go on,
- Let us examine if it finite be
- All and entire, or reach unmeasured round
- And downward an illimitable profound.
- Thus, then, the All that is is limited
- In no one region of its onward paths,
- For then 'tmust have forever its beyond.
- And a beyond 'tis seen can never be
- For aught, unless still further on there be
- A somewhat somewhere that may bound the same-
- So that the thing be seen still on to where
- The nature of sensation of that thing
- Can follow it no longer. Now because
- Confess we must there's naught beside the sum,
- There's no beyond, and so it lacks all end.
- It matters nothing where thou post thyself,
- In whatsoever regions of the same;
- Even any place a man has set him down
- Still leaves about him the unbounded all
- Outward in all directions; or, supposing
- A moment the all of space finite to be,
- If some one farthest traveller runs forth
- Unto the extreme coasts and throws ahead
- A flying spear, is't then thy wish to think
- It goes, hurled off amain, to where 'twas sent
- And shoots afar, or that some object there
- Can thwart and stop it? For the one or other
- Thou must admit and take. Either of which
- Shuts off escape for thee, and does compel
- That thou concede the all spreads everywhere,
- Owning no confines. Since whether there be
- Aught that may block and check it so it comes
- Not where 'twas sent, nor lodges in its goal,
- Or whether borne along, in either view
- 'Thas started not from any end. And so
- I'll follow on, and whereso'er thou set
- The extreme coasts, I'll query, "what becomes
- Thereafter of thy spear?" 'Twill come to pass
- That nowhere can a world's-end be, and that
- The chance for further flight prolongs forever
- The flight itself. Besides, were all the space
- Of the totality and sum shut in
- With fixed coasts, and bounded everywhere,
- Then would the abundance of world's matter flow
- Together by solid weight from everywhere
- Still downward to the bottom of the world,
- Nor aught could happen under cope of sky,
- Nor could there be a sky at all or sun-
- Indeed, where matter all one heap would lie,
- By having settled during infinite time.
- But in reality, repose is given
- Unto no bodies 'mongst the elements,
- Because there is no bottom whereunto
- They might, as 'twere, together flow, and where
- They might take up their undisturbed abodes.
- In endless motion everything goes on
- Forevermore; out of all regions, even
- Out of the pit below, from forth the vast,
- Are hurtled bodies evermore supplied.