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of the nature of things-第2章

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Nor glittering arrows of morning can disperse;
But only Nature's aspect and her law;
Which; teaching us; hath this exordium:
Nothing from nothing ever yet was born。
Fear holds dominion over mortality
Only because; seeing in land and sky
So much the cause whereof no wise they know;
Men think Divinities are working there。
Meantime; when once we know from nothing still
Nothing can be create; we shall divine
More clearly what we seek: those elements
From which alone all things created are;
And how accomplished by no tool of Gods。
Suppose all sprang from all things: any kind
Might take its origin from any thing;
No fixed seed required。 Men from the sea
Might rise; and from the land the scaly breed;
And; fowl full fledged come bursting from the sky;
The horned cattle; the herds and all the wild
Would haunt with varying offspring tilth and waste;
Nor would the same fruits keep their olden trees;
But each might grow from any stock or limb
By chance and change。 Indeed; and were there not
For each its procreant atoms; could things have
Each its unalterable mother old?
But; since produced from fixed seeds are all;
Each birth goes forth upon the shores of light
From its own stuff; from its own primal bodies。
And all from all cannot become; because
In each resides a secret power its own。
Again; why see we lavished o'er the lands
At spring the rose; at summer heat the corn;
The vines that mellow when the autumn lures;
If not because the fixed seeds of things
At their own season must together stream;
And new creations only be revealed
When the due times arrive and pregnant earth
Safely may give unto the shores of light
Her tender progenies? But if from naught
Were their becoming; they would spring abroad
Suddenly; unforeseen; in alien months;
With no primordial germs; to be preserved
From procreant unions at an adverse hour。
Nor on the mingling of the living seeds
Would space be needed for the growth of things
Were life an increment of nothing: then
The tiny babe forthwith would walk a man;
And from the turf would leap a branching tree…
Wonders unheard of; for; by Nature; each
Slowly increases from its lawful seed;
And through that increase shall conserve its kind。
Whence take the proof that things enlarge and feed
From out their proper matter。 Thus it comes
That earth; without her seasons of fixed rains;
Could bear no produce such as makes us glad;
And whatsoever lives; if shut from food;
Prolongs its kind and guards its life no more。
Thus easier 'tis to hold that many things
Have primal bodies in common (as we see
The single letters common to many words)
Than aught exists without its origins。
Moreover; why should Nature not prepare
Men of a bulk to ford the seas afoot;
Or rend the mighty mountains with their hands;
Or conquer Time with length of days; if not
Because for all begotten things abides
The changeless stuff; and what from that may spring
Is fixed forevermore? Lastly we see
How far the tilled surpass the fields untilled
And to the labour of our hands return
Their more abounding crops; there are indeed
Within the earth primordial germs of things;
Which; as the ploughshare turns the fruitful clods
And kneads the mould; we quicken into birth。
Else would ye mark; without all toil of ours;
Spontaneous generations; fairer forms。
Confess then; naught from nothing can become;
Since all must have their seeds; wherefrom to grow;
Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air。
Hence too it comes that Nature all dissolves
Into their primal bodies again; and naught
Perishes ever to annihilation。
For; were aught mortal in its every part;
Before our eyes it might be snatched away
Unto destruction; since no force were needed
To sunder its members and undo its bands。
Whereas; of truth; because all things exist;
With seed imperishable; Nature 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。 And more than this; if Time;
That wastes with eld the works along the world;
Destroy entire; consuming matter all;
Whence then may Venus back to light of life
Restore the generations kind by kind?
Or how; when thus restored; may daedal Earth
Foster and plenish with her ancient food;
Which; kind by kind; she offers unto each?
Whence may the water…springs; beneath the sea;
Or inland rivers; far and wide away;
Keep the unfathomable ocean full?
And out of what does Ether feed the stars?
For lapsed years and infinite age must else
Have eat all shapes of mortal stock away:
But be it the Long Ago contained those germs;
By which this sum of things recruited lives;
Those same infallibly can never die;
Nor nothing to nothing evermore return。
And; too; the selfsame power might end alike
All things; were they not still together held
By matter eternal; shackled through its parts;
Now more; now less。 A touch might be enough
To cause destruction。 For the slightest force
Would loose the weft of things wherein no part
Were of imperishable stock。 But now
Because the fastenings of primordial parts
Are put together diversely and stuff
Is everlasting; things abide the same
Unhurt and sure; until some power comes on
Strong to destroy the warp and woof of each:
Nothing returns to naught; but all return
At their collapse to primal forms of stuff。
Lo; the rains perish which Ether…father throws
Down to the bosom of Earth…mother; but then
Upsprings the shining grain; and boughs are green
Amid the trees; and trees themselves wax big
And lade themselves with fruits; and hence in turn
The race of man and all the wild are fed;
Hence joyful cities thrive with boys and girls;
And leafy woodlands echo with new birds;
Hence cattle; fat and drowsy; lay their bulk
Along the joyous pastures whilst the drops
Of white ooze trickle from distended bags;
Hence the young scamper on their weakling joints
Along the tender herbs; fresh hearts afrisk
With warm new milk。 Thus naught of what so seems
Perishes utterly; since Nature ever
Upbuilds one thing from other; suffering naught
To come to birth but through some other's death。
       。     。     。     。     。     。
And now; since I have taught that things cannot
Be born from nothing; nor the same; when born;
To nothing be recalled; doubt not my words;
Because our eyes no primal germs perceive;
For mark those bodies which; though known to be
In this our world; are yet invisible:
The winds infuriate lash our face and frame;
Unseen; and swamp huge ships and rend the clouds;
Or; eddying wildly down; bestrew the plains
With mighty trees; or scour the mountain tops
With forest…crackling blasts。 Thus on they rave
With uproar shrill and ominous moan。 The winds;
'Tis clear; are sightless bodies sweeping through
The sea; the lands; the clouds along the sky;
Vexing and whirling and seizing all amain;
And forth they flow and pile destruction round;
Even as the water's soft and supple bulk
Becoming a river of abounding floods;
Which a wide downpour from the lofty hills
Swells with big showers; dashes headlong down
Fragments of woodland and whole branching trees;
Nor can the solid bridges bide the shock
As on the wat
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