Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
If yet not lost to all the sense of shame.
If yet not lost to all the sense of shame.
Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
I live an idle burden to the ground.
I live an idle burden to the ground.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Respect us, human, and relieve us, poor.
Respect us, human, and relieve us, poor.
