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.
LUCRETIUSMother of Aeneas, pleasure of men and gods.
LUCRETIUSWhat once sprung from the earth sinks back into the earth.
LUCRETIUSDo we not see all humans unaware Of what they want, and always searching everywhere, And changing place, as if to drop the load they bear?
LUCRETIUSIt is pleasurable, when winds disturb the waves of a great sea, to gaze out from land upon the great trials of another.
LUCRETIUSIt is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.
LUCRETIUSIf one thing frightens people, it is that so much happens, on earth and out in space, the reasons for which seem somehow to escape them, and they fill in the gap by putting it down to the gods.
LUCRETIUSO goddess, bestow on my words an immortal charm.
LUCRETIUSThe nature of the universe has by no means been made through divine power, seeing how great are the faults that mar it.
LUCRETIUSTears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.
LUCRETIUSWhat can give us more sure knowledge than our senses? How else can we distinguish between the true and the false?
LUCRETIUSI own with reason: for, if men but knew Some fixed end to ills, they would be strong By some device unconquered to withstand Religions and the menacings of seers.
LUCRETIUSThe body searches for that which has injured the mind with love.
LUCRETIUSFrom the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
LUCRETIUSThe wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead.
LUCRETIUSThe dreadful fear of hell is to be driven out, which disturbs the life of man and renders it miserable, overcasting all things with the blackness of darkness, and leaving no pure, unalloyed pleasure.
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