De Rerum Natura
Lucretius
Lucretius. De Rerum Natura. William Ellery Leonard. E. P. Dutton. 1916.
- Now, how it comes that we,
- Whene'er we wish, can step with strides ahead,
- And how 'tis given to move our limbs about,
- And what device is wont to push ahead
- This the big load of our corporeal frame,
- I'll say to thee- do thou attend what's said.
- I say that first some idol-films of walking
- Into our mind do fall and smite the mind,
- As said before. Thereafter will arises;
- For no one starts to do a thing, before
- The intellect previsions what it wills;
- And what it there pre-visioneth depends
- On what that image is. When, therefore, mind
- Doth so bestir itself that it doth will
- To go and step along, it strikes at once
- That energy of soul that's sown about
- In all the body through the limbs and frame-
- And this is easy of performance, since
- The soul is close conjoined with the mind.
- Next, soul in turn strikes body, and by degrees
- Thus the whole mass is pushed along and moved.
- Then too the body rarefies, and air,
- Forsooth as ever of such nimbleness,
- Comes on and penetrates aboundingly
- Through opened pores, and thus is sprinkled round
- Unto all smallest places in our frame.
- Thus then by these twain factors, severally,
- Body is borne like ship with oars and wind.
- Nor yet in these affairs is aught for wonder
- That particles so fine can whirl around
- So great a body and turn this weight of ours;
- For wind, so tenuous with its subtle body,
- Yet pushes, driving on the mighty ship
- Of mighty bulk; one hand directs the same,
- Whatever its momentum, and one helm
- Whirls it around, whither ye please; and loads,
- Many and huge, are moved and hoisted high
- By enginery of pulley-blocks and wheels,
- With but light strain.
- Now, by what modes this sleep
- Pours through our members waters of repose
- And frees the breast from cares of mind, I'll tell
- In verses sweeter than they many are;
- Even as the swan's slight note is better far
- Than that dispersed clamour of the cranes
- Among the southwind's aery clouds. Do thou
- Give me sharp ears and a sagacious mind,-
- That thou mayst not deny the things to be
- Whereof I'm speaking, nor depart away
- With bosom scorning these the spoken truths,
- Thyself at fault unable to perceive.
- Sleep chiefly comes when energy of soul
- Hath now been scattered through the frame, and part
- Expelled abroad and gone away, and part
- Crammed back and settling deep within the frame-
- Whereafter then our loosened members droop.
- For doubt is none that by the work of soul
- Exist in us this sense, and when by slumber
- That sense is thwarted, we are bound to think
- The soul confounded and expelled abroad-
- Yet not entirely, else the frame would lie
- Drenched in the everlasting cold of death.
- In sooth, where no one part of soul remained
- Lurking among the members, even as fire
- Lurks buried under many ashes, whence
- Could sense amain rekindled be in members,
- As flame can rise anew from unseen fire?