Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

O friends, be men; so act that none may feel
Ashamed to meet the eyes of other men.
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O friends, be men; so act that none may feel
Ashamed to meet the eyes of other men.
Think each one of this children and his wife,
His home, his parents, living yet and dead.
For them, the absent ones, I supplicate,
And bid you rally here, and scorn to fly.

Gloomy as night he stands.

Gloomy as night he stands.

To labour is the lot of man below;
And when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.

To labour is the lot of man below;
And when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.

He ceased: but left so charming on their ear
His voice, that listening still they seemed to hear.

He ceased: but left so charming on their ear
His voice, that listening still they seemed to hear.

Jove, thou regent of the skies.

Jove, thou regent of the skies.