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I. WORKS AND DAYS .

O sage Ascræan, sire of song,
To what great wealth hath turn'd thy wrong?
Of patrimonial lands bereft,
Thy transient sense of wrong is left
Enshrin'd in precepts grave and high,
Which Wisdom's self shall not let die.
Thus passing evils did enhance
A glorious great inheritance,—
A shadow of the eternal name
Of those who suffer without blame;
Enduring good for short-lived ill,
Which shall a better hope fulfil.
 

“A lawsuit with his brother, in consequence of which he remained deprived of part of his patrimony, has given occasion to much of his Poem entitled Of Works and Days.” Mitford's Greece. vol i. ch 11. s. 11.