Homer ("Smyrns of Chios") ( 10 of 101 )
Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
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Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
Utters another.
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.
These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!
These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow
For other's good, and melt at other's woe.
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow
For other's good, and melt at other's woe.
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.
I live an idle burden to the ground.
I live an idle burden to the ground.
Our fruitless labours mourn,
And only rich in barren fame return.
Our fruitless labours mourn,
And only rich in barren fame return.
Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.
Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.
Having well polished the whole bow, he added a golden tip.
Having well polished the whole bow, he added a golden tip.
He is a fool
Who only sees the mischiefs that are past.
He is a fool
Who only sees the mischiefs that are past.
