Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
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No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
Coward or brave, can shun his destiny.
Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.
Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
He ceased: but left so charming on their ear
His voice, that listening still they seemed to hear.
He ceased: but left so charming on their ear
His voice, that listening still they seemed to hear.
