De Rerum Natura
Lucretius
Lucretius. De Rerum Natura. William Ellery Leonard. E. P. Dutton. 1916.
- 'Twas Athens first, the glorious in name,
- That whilom gave to hapless sons of men
- The sheaves of harvest, and re-ordered life,
- And decreed laws; and she the first that gave
- Life its sweet solaces, when she begat
- A man of heart so wise, who whilom poured
- All wisdom forth from his truth-speaking mouth;
- The glory of whom, though dead, is yet to-day,
- Because of those discoveries divine
- Renowned of old, exalted to the sky.
- For when saw he that well-nigh everything
- Which needs of man most urgently require
- Was ready to hand for mortals, and that life,
- As far as might be, was established safe,
- That men were lords in riches, honour, praise,
- And eminent in goodly fame of sons,
- And that they yet, O yet, within the home,
- Still had the anxious heart which vexed life
- Unpausingly with torments of the mind,
- And raved perforce with angry plaints, then he,
- Then he, the master, did perceive that 'twas
- The vessel itself which worked the bane, and all,
- However wholesome, which from here or there
- Was gathered into it, was by that bane
- Spoilt from within,- in part, because he saw
- The vessel so cracked and leaky that nowise
- 'T could ever be filled to brim; in part because
- He marked how it polluted with foul taste
- Whate'er it got within itself. So he,
- The master, then by his truth-speaking words,
- Purged the breasts of men, and set the bounds
- Of lust and terror, and exhibited
- The supreme good whither we all endeavour,
- And showed the path whereby we might arrive
- Thereunto by a little cross-cut straight,
- And what of ills in all affairs of mortals
- Upsprang and flitted deviously about
- (Whether by chance or force), since nature thus
- Had destined; and from out what gates a man
- Should sally to each combat. And he proved
- That mostly vainly doth the human race
- Roll in its bosom the grim waves of care.
- For just as children tremble and fear all
- In the viewless dark, so even we at times
- Dread in the light so many things that be
- No whit more fearsome than what children feign,
- Shuddering, will be upon them in the dark.
- This terror then, this darkness of the mind,
- Not sunrise with its flaring spokes of light,
- Nor glittering arrows of morning can disperse,
- But only nature's aspect and her law.
- Wherefore the more will I go on to weave
- In verses this my undertaken task.