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 all-discerning and all-knowing eye;

Nor hidden from its ken what injured right

Within the city-walls eludes the light.

Or oh! if evil wait the righteous deed,

If thus the wicked gain the righteous meed,

Then may not I, nor yet my son remain

In this our generation just in vain!

But sure my hope, not this doth Heaven approve,

Not this the work of thunder-darting Jove.

Deep let my words, oh Perses! graven be: