For there's nae luck about the house, There's nae luck at a'; There's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman's awa'. - William Julius Mickle

Nor let the critic, if he find the meaning of Camoens in some instances altered, imagine that he has found a blunder in the Translator. ... It was not to gratify the dull few, whose greatest pleasure in reading a translation is to see what the author exactly says; it was to give a poem that might live in the English language which was the ambition of the Translator. ... And the original is in the hands of the world.

The best of parents blest my younger days;
What others teach with frowns, they taught with praise.

None but a poet can translate a poet.