De Rerum Natura
Lucretius
Lucretius. De Rerum Natura. William Ellery Leonard. E. P. Dutton. 1916.
- And yet in those days not much more than now
- Would generations of mortality
- Leave the sweet light of fading life behind.
- Indeed, in those days here and there a man,
- More oftener snatched upon, and gulped by fangs,
- Afforded the beasts a food that roared alive,
- Echoing through groves and hills and forest-trees,
- Even as he viewed his living flesh entombed
- Within a living grave; whilst those whom flight
- Had saved, with bone and body bitten, shrieked,
- Pressing their quivering palms to loathsome sores,
- With horrible voices for eternal death-
- Until, forlorn of help, and witless what
- Might medicine their wounds, the writhing pangs
- Took them from life. But not in those far times
- Would one lone day give over unto doom
- A soldiery in thousands marching on
- Beneath the battle-banners, nor would then
- The ramping breakers of the main seas dash
- Whole argosies and crews upon the rocks.
- But ocean uprisen would often rave in vain,
- Without all end or outcome, and give up
- Its empty menacings as lightly too;
- Nor soft seductions of a serene sea
- Could lure by laughing billows any man
- Out to disaster: for the science bold
- Of ship-sailing lay dark in those far times.
- Again, 'twas then that lack of food gave o'er
- Men's fainting limbs to dissolution: now
- 'Tis plenty overwhelms. Unwary, they
- Oft for themselves themselves would then outpour
- The poison; now, with nicer art, themselves
- They give the drafts to others.