Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
I live an idle burden to the ground.
I live an idle burden to the ground.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
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.
'Tis fortune gives us birth,
But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.
'Tis fortune gives us birth,
But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.