Maxioms by 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.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.
Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.
Few sons attain the praise
Of their great sires and most their sires disgrace.
Few sons attain the praise
Of their great sires and most their sires disgrace.
In every sorrowing soul I pour'd delight,
And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
In every sorrowing soul I pour'd delight,
And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
