The Remains of Hesiod the Ascræan, Including the Shield of Hercules / Translated into English rhyme and blank verse; with a dissertation on the life and æra, the poems and mythology of Hesiod, and copious notes.

by Hesiod

With ills the land is rife, with ills the sea,

Diseases haunt our frail humanity:

Through noon, through night [41]on casual wing they glide,

Silent, a voice the Power all-wise denied.

Thus mayst thou not elude th’ omniscient mind:

Now if thy thoughts be to my speech inclin’d,

I in brief phrase would other lore impart

Wisely and well: thou, grave it on thy heart.

When gods alike and mortals rose to birth,

A golden race th’ immortals form’d on earth