IX
You cruel stars, inhuman deities,
Envious heavens, harsh mother Nature,
Whether by chance, or some deeper law,
You steer the course of human destinies,
Why did your hands work all those centuries
To fashion a world that might so long
You cruel stars, inhuman deities,
Envious heavens, harsh mother Nature,
Whether by chance, or some deeper law,
You steer the course of human destinies,
Why did your hands work all those centuries
To fashion a world that might so long
Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome