Ooh, I've a battered old Penguin Classic paperback of that, (somewhere in my upstairs bookshelves).
I've never actually opened it since I picked it up in a charity shop years ago.
Is it worth starting?
It's a "one day I'll read that"
it's one of the greatest works of writing of the western world. but there tastes for everything i imagine. for your sake don't try to read the lusíadas by camões. it is an epic of the portuguese voyages of discovery written in verse. it's beautiful, profound and imaginative. here, have a sample
Love is a fire that burns unseen,
a wound that aches yet isn’t felt,
an always discontent contentment,
a pain that rages without hurting,
a longing for nothing but to long,
a loneliness in the midst of people,
a never feeling pleased when pleased,
a passion that gains when lost in thought.
It’s being enslaved of your own free will;
it’s counting your defeat a victory;
it’s staying loyal to your killer.
But if it’s so self-contradictory,
how can Love, when Love chooses,
bring human hearts into sympathy?