Οὐ γὰρ ἀνέπτυξεν τήνων εἰς ὄμματα μακρὰς XIII. Ast oculis nunquàm monimenta Scientia, plena XIII. Hått' ihnen Wissenschaft ihr großes Buch entrollt, XIII. Ma lor Sofía non svolse il gran volume, Che 'l tempo di sue spoglie ornò e distinse XIII. Grands hommes inconnus, la froide pauvreté But Knowledge, to their eyes, her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. |