Poems by Lucretius

I No single thing abides; but all things flow.
Fragment to fragment clings--the things thus gro...

Now come: that thou mayst able be to know
That minds and the light souls of all that live
Have ...

This terror, then, this darkness of the mind,
Not sunrise with its flaring spokes of light,
...

But yet creation's neither crammed nor blocked
About by body: there's in things a void
Which to...

What has this bugbear Death to frighten man,
If souls can die, as well as bodies can?
For, a...

Now come: I will untangle for thy steps
Now by what motions the begetting bodies
Of the world-s...

Bodies, again,
Are partly primal germs of things, and partly
Unions deriving from the primal...

And on such grounds it is that those who held
The stuff of things is fire, and out of fire
Alo...

Once more, we all from seed celestial spring,
To all is that same father, from whom earth,
...

Now learn of what remains! More keenly hear!
And for myself, my mind is not deceived
How dark ...

First, then, I say, the mind which oft we call
The intellect, wherein is seated life's
Coun...