Epigram II
Zeal without Meekness, like a ship at sea,
To rising storms may soon become a prey;
And Meekness without Zeal is still the same,
When a dead calm stops ev'ry sailor's aim.
Zeal without Meekness, like a ship at sea,
To rising storms may soon become a prey;
And Meekness without Zeal is still the same,
When a dead calm stops ev'ry sailor's aim.
From the Greek of Plato.
Thou wert the morning star among the living,
Ere thy fair light had fled;--
Now, having died, thou art as Hesperus, giving
New splendour to the dead.
Nor Steel, nor Flint alone produces fire;
No spark arises till they both conspire:
Nor Faith alone, nor work without is right;
Salvation rises, when they both unite.
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Iil ej for rask med en tjenstfærdig Haand
At drage Sløret fra din Broders Øje, -
Uvidenhed er tidt det skjulte Baand,
Der ene binder ham til Livets Møje.
Hvor vrangt og efter eget blinde Tykke
Uddeler Skjebnen Guld og Hæderssmykke!
Der er nu N! hvad har han gjort?
Og dog han lever glimrende og stort: -
„Ih nu, for Pokker! Manden har gjort — Lykke"!
Praise in old time the sage Prometheus won,
Who stole ethereal radiance from the sun;
But greater he, whose bold invention strove
To emulate the fiery bolts of Jove.
If breath were made for every man to buy,
The poor man could not live, rich would not die.
Yes, every poet is a fool;
By demonstration, Ned can show it:
Happy could Ned's inverted rule
Prove every fool to be a poet.
To John I owed great obligation,
But John unhappily thought fit
To publish it to all the nation:
Sure John and I are more than quit.