Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies;
And sure he will; for wisdom never lies.
Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies;
And sure he will; for wisdom never lies.
'Tis fortune gives us birth,
But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.
'Tis fortune gives us birth,
But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.
Fly, dotard, fly!
With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Fly, dotard, fly!
With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
