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Произведения: Из поэмы О природе вещей | О природе вещей (РУС) | О природе вещей (ENG)
Тит Лукреций Кар: С. Б. Федотова | Перевезенцев С.В. | Е.И. Чекалова

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But now nor skill nor instrument is theirs,
Since men must dread eternal pains in death.
For what the soul may be they do not know,
Whether 'tis born, or enter in at birth,
And whether, snatched by death, it die with us,
Or visit the shadows and the vasty caves
Of Orcus, or by some divine decree
Enter the brute herds, as our Ennius sang,
Who first from lovely Helicon brought down
A laurel wreath of bright perennial leaves,
Renowned forever among the Italian clans.


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Titus Lucretius Carus, 2009

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