Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize,
And to be swift is less than to be wise.
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It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize,
And to be swift is less than to be wise.
'Tis more by art, than force of numerous strokes.
This, this is misery! the last, the worst,
That man can feel.
This, this is misery! the last, the worst,
That man can feel.
Heav'd on Olympus tottering Ossa stood;
On Ossa, Pelion nods with all his wood.
Heav'd on Olympus tottering Ossa stood;
On Ossa, Pelion nods with all his wood.
And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the skies.
And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the skies.
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.
