Poems, Chiefly Lyrical/οἱ ῥέοντες

όι ῥέοντες.

I.All thoughts, all creeds, all dreams are true,All visions wild and strange;Man is the measure of all truthUnto himself. All truth is change:All men do walk in sleep, and allHave faith in that they dream:For all things are as they seem to all,And all things flow like a stream.
II.There is no rest, no calm, no pause,Nor good nor ill, nor light nor shade,Nor essence nor eternal laws:For nothing is, but all is made.But if I dream that all these are,They are to me for that I dream;For all things are as they seem to all,And all things flow like a stream.
Argal—this very opinion is only true relatively to theflowing philosophers.

THE END.

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