De Rerum Natura
Lucretius
Lucretius. De Rerum Natura. William Ellery Leonard. E. P. Dutton. 1916.
- When this
- Thou well hast noted, thou canst render count
- Unto thyself and others why it is
- Along the lonely places that the rocks
- Give back like shapes of words in order like,
- When search we after comrades wandering
- Among the shady mountains, and aloud
- Call unto them, the scattered. I have seen
- Spots that gave back even voices six or seven
- For one thrown forth- for so the very hills,
- Dashing them back against the hills, kept on
- With their reverberations. And these spots
- The neighbouring country-side doth feign to be
- Haunts of the goat-foot satyrs and the nymphs;
- And tells ye there be fauns, by whose night noise
- And antic revels yonder they declare
- The voiceless silences are broken oft,
- And tones of strings are made and wailings sweet
- Which the pipe, beat by players' finger-tips,
- Pours out; and far and wide the farmer-race
- Begins to hear, when, shaking the garmentings
- Of pine upon his half-beast head, god-Pan
- With puckered lip oft runneth o'er and o'er
- The open reeds,- lest flute should cease to pour
- The woodland music! Other prodigies
- And wonders of this ilk they love to tell,
- Lest they be thought to dwell in lonely spots
- And even by gods deserted. This is why
- They boast of marvels in their story-tellings;
- Or by some other reason are led on-
- Greedy, as all mankind hath ever been,
- To prattle fables into ears.
- Again,
- One need not wonder how it comes about
- That through those places (through which eyes cannot
- View objects manifest) sounds yet may pass
- And assail the ears. For often we observe
- People conversing, though the doors be closed;
- No marvel either, since all voice unharmed
- Can wind through bended apertures of things,
- While idol-films decline to- for they're rent,
- Unless along straight apertures they swim,
- Like those in glass, through which all images
- Do fly across. And yet this voice itself,
- In passing through shut chambers of a house,
- Is dulled, and in a jumble enters ears,
- And sound we seem to hear far more than words.
- Moreover, a voice is into all directions
- Divided up, since off from one another
- New voices are engendered, when one voice
- Hath once leapt forth, outstarting into many-
- As oft a spark of fire is wont to sprinkle
- Itself into its several fires. And so,
- Voices do fill those places hid behind,
- Which all are in a hubbub round about,
- Astir with sound. But idol-films do tend,
- As once sent forth, in straight directions all;
- Wherefore one can inside a wall see naught,
- Yet catch the voices from beyond the same.
- Nor tongue and palate, whereby we flavour feel,
- Present more problems for more work of thought.
- Firstly, we feel a flavour in the mouth,
- When forth we squeeze it, in chewing up our food,-
- As any one perchance begins to squeeze
- With hand and dry a sponge with water soaked.
- Next, all which forth we squeeze is spread about
- Along the pores and intertwined paths
- Of the loose-textured tongue. And so, when smooth
- The bodies of the oozy flavour, then
- Delightfully they touch, delightfully
- They treat all spots, around the wet and trickling
- Enclosures of the tongue. And contrariwise,
- They sting and pain the sense with their assault,
- According as with roughness they're supplied.
- Next, only up to palate is the pleasure
- Coming from flavour; for in truth when down
- 'Thas plunged along the throat, no pleasure is,
- Whilst into all the frame it spreads around;
- Nor aught it matters with what food is fed
- The body, if only what thou take thou canst
- Distribute well digested to the frame
- And keep the stomach in a moist career.
- Now, how it is we see some food for some,
- Others for others....
- . . . . . .
- I will unfold, or wherefore what to some
- Is foul and bitter, yet the same to others
- Can seem delectable to eat,- why here
- So great the distance and the difference is
- That what is food to one to some becomes
- Fierce poison, as a certain snake there is
- Which, touched by spittle of a man, will waste
- And end itself by gnawing up its coil.
- Again, fierce poison is the hellebore
- To us, but puts the fat on goats and quails.
- That thou mayst know by what devices this
- Is brought about, in chief thou must recall
- What we have said before, that seeds are kept
- Commixed in things in divers modes. Again,
- As all the breathing creatures which take food
- Are outwardly unlike, and outer cut
- And contour of their members bounds them round,
- Each differing kind by kind, they thus consist
- Of seeds of varying shape. And furthermore,
- Since seeds do differ, divers too must be
- The interstices and paths (which we do call
- The apertures) in all the members, even
- In mouth and palate too. Thus some must be
- More small or yet more large, three-cornered some
- And others squared, and many others round,
- And certain of them many-angled too
- In many modes. For, as the combination
- And motion of their divers shapes demand,
- The shapes of apertures must be diverse
- And paths must vary according to their walls
- That bound them. Hence when what is sweet to some,
- Becomes to others bitter, for him to whom
- 'Tis sweet, the smoothest particles must needs
- Have entered caressingly the palate's pores.
- And, contrariwise, with those to whom that sweet
- Is sour within the mouth, beyond a doubt
- The rough and barbed particles have got
- Into the narrows of the apertures.
- Now easy it is from these affairs to know
- Whatever...
- . . . . . .
- Indeed, where one from o'er-abundant bile
- Is stricken with fever, or in other wise
- Feels the roused violence of some malady,
- There the whole frame is now upset, and there
- All the positions of the seeds are changed,-
- So that the bodies which before were fit
- To cause the savour, now are fit no more,
- And now more apt are others which be able
- To get within the pores and gender sour.
- Both sorts, in sooth, are intermixed in honey-
- What oft we've proved above to thee before.