Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in
the bosom of a man like smoke.

Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in
the bosom of a man like smoke.

Who dares think one thing, and another tell,
My heart detests him as the gates of hell.

Who dares think one thing, and another tell,
My heart detests him as the gates of hell.

Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore;
Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.

Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore;
Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.

Content to follow when we lead the way.

Content to follow when we lead the way.

Having well polished the whole bow, he added a golden tip.

Having well polished the whole bow, he added a golden tip.