Of The Nature Of Things: Book I – Part 01 – Proem (Lucretius Poems)
Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,Dear Venus that beneath the gliding starsMakest to teem the many-voyaged mainAnd fruitful ...
Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,Dear Venus that beneath the gliding starsMakest to teem the many-voyaged mainAnd fruitful ...
Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,Dear Venus that beneath the gliding starsMakest to teem the many-voyaged mainAnd fruitful ...
I.Break dull November skies, and makeSunshine over wood and lake,And fill your cells of frosty airWith thousand, thousand welcomes to ...
We were eight fishers of the western sea,Who sailed our craft beside a barren land,Where harsh with pines the herdless ...
What ogive gates from gold of Ophir wrought, What walls of bastioned Parian, lucid rose, What marts of crystal, for the eyes ...
In that soft season, when descending show'rsCall forth the greens, and wake the rising flow'rs;When op'ning buds salute the welcome ...
What, have I waked again? I never thoughtTo see the rosy dawn, or ev'n this grey, Dull, solemn stillness, ere ...
MY LIFE is bitter with thy love; thine eyesBlind me, thy tresses burn me, thy sharp sighsDivide my flesh and ...
KULLERVO AS A SHEPHERD.Kullerwoinen, wizard-servantOf the blacksmith, Ilmarinen,Purchased slave from Untamoinen,Magic son with sky-blue stockings.,With a head of golden ringlets,In ...
DEATH OF LEMMINKAINEN.Lemminkainen, much disheartened,Deeply thought and long considered,What to do, what course to follow,Whether best to leave the wild-mooseIn ...
WHEN Jove, in anger to the sons of the earth,Bid artful Vulcan give Pandora birth,And sent the fatal gift which ...
Once on a time a friend of mine prevailed on me to go To see the dazzling splendors of a ...
O MIRACLE of love! You whom I adore unto delirium, Your arms are white lilies upon my bosom. Stars encircle ...
TO AN OLD TREE. WHERE thy broad branches brave the bitter North,Like rugged, indigent, unheeded, worth,Lo! Vegetation's guardian hands embossEach ...
Pompey, what fortune gives you back To the friends and the gods who love you?Once more you stand in your ...
Ye silent shades, whose each tree here Some relique of a saint doth wear; Who for some sweet-heart's sake, did ...
APRILL: Ægloga QuartaTHENOT & HOBBINOLL Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ...
Twirling your blue skirts, travelling the sward Under the towers of your seminary, Go listen to your teachers old and ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
HER life is a revolving dream Of languid and sequestered ease; Her girdles and her fillets gleam Like changing fires ...
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