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.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light,
And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light,
And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
