Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

There with commutual zeal we both had strove
In acts of dear benevolence and love;
Brothers in read more

There with commutual zeal we both had strove
In acts of dear benevolence and love;
Brothers in peace, not rivals in command.

It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize,
And to be swift is less than to be wise.
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It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize,
And to be swift is less than to be wise.
'Tis more by art, than force of numerous strokes.

Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.

Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.

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.

Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends,
And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends;
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Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends,
And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends;
White are the decks with foam; the winds aloud
Howl o'er the masts, and sing through every shroud:
Pale, trembling, tir'd, the sailors freeze with fears;
And instant death on every wave appears.