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THE FUTURE STATES OF THE JUST AND THE UNJUST.
FROM THE FRAGMENTS OF THE ΘΠΗΝΟΙ OF PINDAR.
Τοῖσι λάμπει μὲν μένος ἀελίου, κ.τ.λ.
Ὀλβίᾳ δ᾽ ἅπαντες αἴσα, κ.τ.λ.
Ψυχαὶ δ᾽ ἀσεβέων, κ.τ.λ.
Ἔνθεν τὸν ἄπειρον ἐρεύγονται σκότον, κ.τ.λ.
O'er the mansions of the Blest
Day's eternal sunbeams rest.
Meadows, blushing with the rose,
Spread before their vestibule;
There each fragrant blossom grows,
With golden fruits the air is cool.
Some the lyre and dance delight,
Some the race and games invite;
Every form of bliss is there.
Some the flaming altars wreathe,
And bid the ceaseless incense breathe
Fresh odours through the air.
Day's eternal sunbeams rest.
Meadows, blushing with the rose,
Spread before their vestibule;
There each fragrant blossom grows,
With golden fruits the air is cool.
Some the lyre and dance delight,
Some the race and games invite;
Every form of bliss is there.
Some the flaming altars wreathe,
And bid the ceaseless incense breathe
Fresh odours through the air.
All these have closed a stainless life,
And placidly resign'd their breath,
Ending every toil in death.
And placidly resign'd their breath,
Ending every toil in death.