Homer ("Smyrns of Chios") ( 10 of 101 )
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.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
Gloomy as night he stands.
Gloomy as night he stands.
To labour is the lot of man below;
And when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.
To labour is the lot of man below;
And when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
Without a sign his sword the brave man draws,
And asks no omen but his country's cause.
Without a sign his sword the brave man draws,
And asks no omen but his country's cause.
And for our country 'tis a bliss to die.
And for our country 'tis a bliss to die.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
