As ever the fish are powerless to go?
Thus either all bodies of motion are deprived, Or things contain admixture of a void
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Where each thing gets its start in moving on.
Lastly, where after impact two broad bodies
Suddenly spring apart, the air must crowd
The whole new void between those bodies formed; But air, however it stream with hastening gusts,
Can yet not fill the gap at once--for first
It makes for one place, ere diffused through all. And then, if haply any think this comes,
When bodies spring apart, because the air Somehow condenses, wander they from truth: For then a void is formed, where none before; And, too, a void is filled which was before.
Nor can air be condensed in such a wise;
Nor, granting it could, without a void, I hold, It still could not contract upon itself
And draw its parts together into one. Wherefore, despite demur and counter-speech, Confess thou must there is a void in things.
And still I might by many an argument
Here scrape together credence for my words.
But for the keen eye these mere footprints serve, Whereby thou mayest know the rest thyself.
As dogs full oft with noses on the ground, Find out the silent lairs, though hid in brush,
Of beasts, the mountain-rangers, when but once
They scent the certain footsteps of the way, Thus thou thyself in themes like these alone
Can hunt from thought to thought, and keenly wind
Along even onward to the secret places And drag out truth. But, if thou loiter loth Or veer, however little, from the point, This I can promise, Memmius, for a fact:
Such copious drafts my singing tongue shall pour From the large well-springs of my plenished breast That much I dread slow age will steal and coil Along our members, and unloose the gates
Of life within us, ere for thee my verse
Hath put within thine ears the stores of proofs
At hand for one soever question broached.
NOTHING EXISTS per se EXCEPT ATOMS AND THE VOID
But, now again to weave the tale begun, All nature, then, as self-sustained, consists Of twain of things: of bodies and of void
In which they're set, and where they're moved around. For common instinct of our race declares
That body of itself exists: unless
This primal faith, deep-founded, fail us not, Naught will there be whereunto to appeal
On things occult when seeking aught to prove
By reasonings of mind. Again, without
That place and room, which we do call the inane,
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Nowhere could bodies then be set, nor go
Hither or thither at all--as shown before.
Besides, there's naught of which thou canst declare
It lives disjoined from body, shut from void-- A kind of third in nature. For whatever
Exists must be a somewhat; and the same,
If tangible, however fight and slight,
Will yet increase the count of body's sum, With its own augmentation big or small; But, if intangible and powerless ever
To keep a thing from passing through itself On any side, 'twill be naught else but that Which we do call the empty, the inane. Again, whate'er exists, as of itself,
Must either act or suffer action on it,
Or else be that wherein things move and be: Naught, saving body, acts, is acted on;
Naught but the inane can furnish room. And thus, Beside the inane and bodies, is no third
Nature amid the number of all things-- Remainder none to fall at any time
Under our senses, nor be seized and seen
By any man through reasonings of mind.
Name o'er creation with what names thou wilt, Thou'lt find but properties of those first twain, Or see but accidents those twain produce.
A property is that which not at all
Can be disjoined and severed from a thing
Without a fatal dissolution: such,
Weight to the rocks, heat to the fire, and flow To the wide waters, touch to corporal things, Intangibility to the viewless void.
But state of slavery, pauperhood, and wealth, Freedom, and war, and concord, and all else
Which come and go whilst nature stands the same, We're wont, and rightly, to call accidents.
Even time exists not of itself; but sense
Reads out of things what happened long ago, What presses now, and what shall follow after: No man, we must admit, feels time itself, Disjoined from motion and repose of things. Thus, when they say there "is" the ravishment Of Princess Helen, "is" the siege and sack
Of Trojan Town, look out, they force us not To admit these acts existent by themselves, Merely because those races of mankind
(Of whom these acts were accidents) long since
Irrevocable age has borne away:
For all past actions may be said to be
But accidents, in one way, of mankind,-- In other, of some region of the world.
Add, too, had been no matter, and no room Wherein all things go on, the fire of love Upblown by that fair form, the glowing coal Under the Phrygian Alexander's breast,
Had ne'er enkindled that renowned strife
Of savage war, nor had the wooden horse
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Involved in flames old Pergama, by a birth At midnight of a brood of the Hellenes. And thus thou canst remark that every act At bottom exists not of itself, nor is
As body is, nor has like name with void; But rather of sort more fitly to be called An accident of body, and of place Wherein all things go on.
CHARACTER OF THE ATOMS
Bodies, again,
Are partly primal germs of things, and partly
Unions deriving from the primal germs.
And those which are the primal germs of things No power can quench; for in the end they conquer By their own solidness; though hard it be
To think that aught in things has solid frame;
For lightnings pass, no less than voice and shout, Through hedging walls of houses, and the iron White-dazzles in the fire, and rocks will burn With exhalations fierce and burst asunder.
Totters the rigid gold dissolved in heat;
The ice of bronze melts conquered in the flame; Warmth and the piercing cold through silver seep, Since, with the cups held rightly in the hand,
We oft feel both, as from above is poured
The dew of waters between their shining sides: So true it is no solid form is found.
But yet because true reason and nature of things
Constrain us, come, whilst in few verses now
I disentangle how there still exist
Bodies of solid, everlasting frame--
The seeds of things, the primal germs we teach, Whence all creation around us came to be.
First since we know a twofold