Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
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.
Base wealth preferring to eternal praise.
Base wealth preferring to eternal praise.
It [revenge] is sweeter far than flowing honey.
It [revenge] is sweeter far than flowing honey.
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
