King Alfred's Poems Now first turned into English Metres; By Martin F. Tupper |
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| XXIII. | XXIII. True Happiness. |
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XXIII. True Happiness.
Felix qui pot uit boni
Fontem visere lucidum.
Fontem visere lucidum.
Sie thæt la on eorthan
Ælces thinges, &c.
Ælces thinges, &c.
Look! for on earth a happy man
In everything is he,
Who Heaven's shining river can
Good's highborn well-spring see;
And of himself may scatter back
His mind's own mist of swarthy black.
In everything is he,
Who Heaven's shining river can
Good's highborn well-spring see;
And of himself may scatter back
His mind's own mist of swarthy black.
By God's good help, we will as yet
With spells of olden leaven
Inform thy mind that thou mayst get
To read the way to heaven;
The right way to that happy shore
Our soul's own country evermore.
With spells of olden leaven
Inform thy mind that thou mayst get
To read the way to heaven;
The right way to that happy shore
Our soul's own country evermore.
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