De Rerum Natura
Lucretius
Lucretius. De Rerum Natura. William Ellery Leonard. E. P. Dutton. 1916.
- And so in first place, then,
- With thunder are shaken the blue deeps of heaven,
- Because the ethereal clouds, scudding aloft,
- Together clash, what time 'gainst one another
- The winds are battling. For never a sound there comes
- From out the serene regions of the sky;
- But wheresoever in a host more dense
- The clouds foregather, thence more often comes
- A crash with mighty rumbling. And, again,
- Clouds cannot be of so condensed a frame
- As stones and timbers, nor again so fine
- As mists and flying smoke; for then perforce
- They'd either fall, borne down by their brute weight,
- Like stones, or, like the smoke, they'd powerless be
- To keep their mass, or to retain within
- Frore snows and storms of hail. And they give forth
- O'er skiey levels of the spreading world
- A sound on high, as linen-awning, stretched
- O'er mighty theatres, gives forth at times
- A cracking roar, when much 'tis beaten about
- Betwixt the poles and cross-beams. Sometimes, too,
- Asunder rent by wanton gusts, it raves
- And imitates the tearing sound of sheets
- Of paper- even this kind of noise thou mayst
- In thunder hear- or sound as when winds whirl
- With lashings and do buffet about in air
- A hanging cloth and flying paper-sheets.
- For sometimes, too, it chances that the clouds
- Cannot together crash head-on, but rather
- Move side-wise and with motions contrary
- Graze each the other's body without speed,
- From whence that dry sound grateth on our ears,
- So long drawn-out, until the clouds have passed
- From out their close positions.