| 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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