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Samuel Waddington, comp.  The Sonnets of Europe.  1888.
 
Audaces Fortuna Juvat
By Luís de Camões (c. 1524–1580)
 
Translated by J. J. Aubertin

NEVER did love his boldness hurtful find;
Fortune hath ever favours for the bold;
For cowardice, that shivers in the cold,
Hangs like a stone on freedom of the mind.
Who dares the Firmament sublime ascend,        5
Meets there a star, whereby his course is told;
The good mere Fancy in its range doth hold
Illusive is, soon scattered by the wind.
A path for fortune should be opened free;
To none, without himself, will greatness fall;        10
Chance moving only in first steps appears.
To dare is valour, madness ’twill not be;
He to whom fortune shows thee, loses all,
If, coward like, he doth not scorn his fears.
 
 
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