#  Book II, Prosa 1 

 



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*Dame Philosophy instructs Boethius on the nature of Fortune*

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THEN for a while she held her peace. But when her silence, so discreet,   
made my thoughts to cease from straying, she thus began to speak: 'If I   
have thoroughly learned the causes and the manner of your sickness, your   
former good fortune has so affected you that you are being consumed by   
longing for it. The change of one of her this alone has overturned your   
peace of mind through your own imagination. I understand the varied   
disguises of that unnatural state. I know how Fortune is ever most friendly   
and alluring to those whom she strives to deceive, until she overwhelms   
them with grief beyond bearing, by deserting them when least expected. If   
you recall her nature, her ways, or her deserts, you will see that you   
never had in her, nor have lost with her, aught that was lovely. Yet, I   
think, I shall not need great labour to recall this to your memory. For   
then too, when she was at your side with all her flattery, you were wont to   
reproach her in strong and manly terms; and to revile her with the opinions   
that you had gathered in worship of me with my favoured ones. But no sudden   
change of outward affairs can ever come without some upheaval in the mind.   
Thus has it followed   
  
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that you, like others, have fallen somewhat away from your calm peace of   
mind. But it is time now for you to make trial of some gentle and pleasant   
draught, which by reaching your inmost parts shall prepare the way for yet   
stronger healing draughts. Try therefore the assuring influence of gentle   
argument which keeps its straight path only when it holds fast to my   
instructions. And with this art of orators let my handmaid, the art of   
song, lend her aid in chanting light or weighty harmonies as we desire.   
  
'What is it, mortal man, that has cast you down into grief and mourning?   
You have seen something unwonted, it would seem, something strange to you.   
But if you think that Fortune has changed towards you, you are wrong. These   
are ever her ways: this is her very nature. She has with you preserved her   
own constancy by her very change. She was ever changeable at the time when   
she smiled upon you, when she was mocking you with the allurements of false   
good fortune. You have discovered both the different faces of the blind   
goddess. To the eyes of others she is veiled in part: to you she has made   
herself wholly known. If you find her welcome, make use of her ways, and so   
make no complaining. If she fills you with horror by her treachery, treat   
her with despite; thrust her away from you, for she tempts you to your   
ruin. For though she is the cause of this great trouble for you, she ought   
to have been the subject of   
  
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calmness and peace. For no man can ever make himself sure that she will   
never desert him, and thus has she deserted you. Do you reckon such   
happiness to be prized, which is sure to pass away? Is good fortune dear to   
you, which is with you for a time and is not sure to stay, and which is   
sure to bring you unhappiness when it is gone? But seeing that it cannot be   
stayed at will, and that when it flees away it leaves misery behind, what   
is such a fleeting thing but a sign of coming misery? Nor should it ever   
satisfy any man to look only at that which is placed before his eyes.   
Prudence takes measure of the results to come from all things. The very   
changeableness of good and bad makes Fortune's threats no more fearful, nor   
her smiles to be desired. And lastly, when you have once put your neck   
beneath the yoke of Fortune, you must with steadfast heart bear whatever   
comes to pass within her realm. But if you would dictate the law by which   
she whom you have freely chosen to be your mistress must stay or go, surely   
you will be acting without justification; and your very impatience will   
make more bitter a lot which you cannot change. If you set your sails   
before the wind, will you not move forward whither the wind drives you, not   
whither your will may choose to go? If you intrust your seed to the furrow,   
will you not weigh the rich years and the barren against each other? You   
have given yourself over to Fortune`s rule, and you must bow yourself to   
  
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your mistress`s ways. Are you trying to stay the force of her turning   
wheel? Ah! dull-witted mortal, if Fortune begin to stay still, she is no   
longer Fortune.   
  
  
**Book II, Metrum 1** \[*Dame Fortune and her wheel*.\]   
  
'As thus she turns her wheel of chance with haughty hand, and presses on   
like the surge of Euripus's tides, fortune now tramples fiercely on a   
fearsome king, and now deceives no less a conquered man by raising from the   
ground his humbled face. She hears no wretch's cry, she heeds no tears, but   
wantonly she mocks the sorrow which her cruelty has made. This is her   
sport: thus she proves her power; if in the selfsame hour one man is raised   
to happiness, and cast down in despair, `tis thus she shews her might.   
  
Translated by: W.V. Cooper, J.M. Dent and Company. London, 1902.