Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
Behold, on wrong
Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.
Behold, on wrong
Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.
It takes a great deal of history to produce a little literature.
It takes a great deal of history to produce a little literature.
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
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Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
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