Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

And Heaven, that every virtue bears in mind,
E'en to the ashes of the just is kind.

And Heaven, that every virtue bears in mind,
E'en to the ashes of the just is kind.

Not hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend;
And each brave foe was in his soul a friend.

Not hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend;
And each brave foe was in his soul a friend.

Our fruitless labours mourn,
And only rich in barren fame return.

Our fruitless labours mourn,
And only rich in barren fame return.

Light is the task when many share the toil.

Light is the task when many share the toil.

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.