Homer ("Smyrns of Chios") ( 10 of 101 )
And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
But strong of limb
And swift of foot misfortune is, and, far
Outstripping all, comes to every read more
But strong of limb
And swift of foot misfortune is, and, far
Outstripping all, comes to every land,
And there wreaks evil on mankind, which prayers
Do afterwards redress.
Just are the ways of heaven; from Heaven proceed
The woes of man: Heaven doom'd the Greeks to bleed.
Just are the ways of heaven; from Heaven proceed
The woes of man: Heaven doom'd the Greeks to bleed.
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she read more
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she plyed, but, studious of delay,
Each following night reversed the toils of day.
Gloomy as night he stands.
Gloomy as night he stands.
Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore;
Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore;
Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in
the bosom of a man like smoke.
Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in
the bosom of a man like smoke.
All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.
All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.
