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Poem October 16, 1793

National Gazette

Philadelphia, Philadelphia County, Pennsylvania

What is this article about?

Translation from Greek poet Bion of a reflective poem on living one life of pain versus a hoped-for blissful afterlife, arguing against wasting time on unattainable joys in old age. Followed by prose commentary highlighting its contrast with Christian belief in eternal life and the inconsistency of believers not pursuing it.

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From the Greek of BION.

If God, or Fate, to man would give
In two successive states to live;
The first, in pain and sorrow pass'd,
In ease, content, and bliss the last:
I then would rack my anxious brain
With study, how that state to gain,
No task too hard, too rough no road
That led to that serene abode—
But since to all impartial heaven
One fleeting life has only given,
'Twere madness, sure, that time to waste
In search of joys I ne'er can taste;
What hope can bloom on life's last stage
When each delight is pall'd by age!

The point in which this ancient Pagan philosopher expressly disavows his belief, constitutes a leading article in the creed of every Christian. How inconsistently do they act then, when professing to believe what that philosopher disbelieved, they avoid pursuing the course which he would have pursued, had he been a Christian.

What sub-type of article is it?

Philosophical Verse Rhymed Couplets

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Moral Virtue Death Mourning

What keywords are associated?

Bion Greek Afterlife Reflection Christian Creed Moral Inconsistency Fleeting Life Pagan Philosopher

What entities or persons were involved?

From The Greek Of Bion

Poem Details

Author

From The Greek Of Bion

Subject

Reflection On Afterlife And Christian Inconsistency

Form / Style

Iambic Tetrameter Couplets

Key Lines

If God, Or Fate, To Man Would Give In Two Successive States To Live; 'Twere Madness, Sure, That Time To Waste In Search Of Joys I Ne'er Can Taste; What Hope Can Bloom On Life's Last Stage When Each Delight Is Pall'd By Age!

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