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Maxims of Theognis: Make too much haste in
Translated by Rev. J. Banks (Bohn, 1856) · From Hesiod, Callimachus and Theognis (Bohn, 1856)
Make too much haste in nothing: in all the works of man the-fitting-season is best: often a man, seeking gain, is hastening towards rank-and-honours, whom fortune readily draws astray into a great sin, and is wont to make him deem without difficulty that what is really evil, that is good: but that what is good-and-useful, that is bad.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Literal prose translation by the Rev. J. Banks (Bohn, 1856), printed as prose: the plain-sense companion to Frere’s verse version. Banks’s hyphenated compounds are his own.
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MLA
Megara, Theognis of. “Maxims of Theognis: Make too much haste in.” Translated by Rev. J. Banks. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theognis/176/.
Chicago
Megara, Theognis of. “Maxims of Theognis: Make too much haste in.” Translated by Rev. J. Banks. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theognis/176/.
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