A translation of Antara

I reproach an age that does not bend to reproaching,And plead for security from calamities approaching.Promised by the days a promise that deceived me—I know well it was but the promise of mendacity.I served a people and took on relationsTo aid me, and yet they became as scorpions. — Antara,1 I reproach an age (my … Continue reading A translation of Antara →

English politicians described

Here let those reign, whom Pensions can inciteTo vote a Patriot black, a Courtier white; Explain their Country's dear-bought Rights away,And plead for Pirates in the Face of Day;With slavish Tenets taint our poison'd Youth,And lend a Lye the Confidence of Truth. – Samuel Johnson, London (1738).