Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
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Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
Who hangs his head for shame?

The windy satisfaction of the tongue.

The windy satisfaction of the tongue.

He is a fool
Who only sees the mischiefs that are past.

He is a fool
Who only sees the mischiefs that are past.

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.

And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.