For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.
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Anand Thakur
For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.
LUCRETIUSSo potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.
LUCRETIUSLife is one long struggle in the dark.
LUCRETIUSBodies, again, Are partly primal germs of things, and partly Unions deriving from the primal germs.
LUCRETIUSSo much wrong could religion induce.
LUCRETIUSAll nature, then, as self-sustained, consists Of twain of things: of bodies and of void In which they’re set, and where they’re moved around.
LUCRETIUSNature allows Destruction nor collapse of aught, until Some outward force may shatter by a blow, Or inward craft, entering its hollow cells, Dissolve it down.
LUCRETIUSSome species increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and, like runners, pass on the torch of life.
LUCRETIUSGently touching with the charm of poetry.
LUCRETIUSThe nature of the universe has by no means been made through divine power, seeing how great are the faults that mar it.
LUCRETIUSFrom the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
LUCRETIUSConfess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.
LUCRETIUSNothing comes from nothing.
LUCRETIUSWhat came from the earth returns back to the earth, and the spirit that was sent from heaven, again carried back, is received into the temple of heaven.
LUCRETIUSWe notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.
LUCRETIUSRest, brother, rest. Have you done ill or well Rest, rest, There is no God, no gods who dwell Crowned with avenging righteousness on high Nor frowning ministers of their hate in hell.
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