Homer ("Smyrns of Chios") ( 10 of 101 )
Base wealth preferring to eternal praise.
Base wealth preferring to eternal praise.
But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast,
For gentle ways are best, and keep aloof
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But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast,
For gentle ways are best, and keep aloof
From sharp contentions.
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
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No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
Coward or brave, can shun his destiny.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
The long historian of my country's woes.
The long historian of my country's woes.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
Grief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro,
In all the raging impotence of woe.
Grief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro,
In all the raging impotence of woe.
And every eye
Gaz'd as before some brother of the sky.
And every eye
Gaz'd as before some brother of the sky.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
