Prayers and hymns Marcus Aurelius
Address to the Universe
Meditations 4.23
Historical translation
George W. Chrystal, 1902
I am in tune with all that is of thy harmony, O Nature. For me nothing is too early and nothing is too late that comes in thy good time. All is fruit to me, O Nature, that thy seasons bring. From thee are all things, thou comprehendest all, and all returns to thee. The poet says, “O dear City of Cecrops!” Shall I not say, “Dear City of God!”
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Greek
The ancient words
Πᾶν μοι συναρμόζει ὃ σοὶ εὐάρμοστόν ἐστιν, ὦ κόσμε· οὐδέν μοι πρόωρον οὐδὲ ὄψιμον ὃ σοὶ εὔκαιρον. πᾶν μοι καρπὸς ὃ φέρουσιν αἱ σαὶ ὧραι, ὦ φύσις· ἐκ σοῦ πάντα, ἐν σοὶ πάντα, εἰς σὲ πάντα. ἐκεῖνος μέν φησιν· ʽὦ πόλι φίλη Κέκροπος·ʼ σὺ δὲ οὐκ ἐρεῖς· ʽὦ πόλι φίλη Διός;ʼ
Literal English
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Everything is fitting for me that fits together well for you, O ordered world. Nothing is early or late for me that is timely for you. Everything is fruit to me that your seasons bear, O Nature. From you are all things; in you are all things; into you are all things. One man says, “Dear city of Cecrops”; will you not say, “Dear city of Zeus”?
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