Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
The rule
Of the many is not well. One must be chief
In war and one the read more
The rule
Of the many is not well. One must be chief
In war and one the king.
Strong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.
Strong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.
And Heaven, that every virtue bears in mind,
E'en to the ashes of the just is kind.
And Heaven, that every virtue bears in mind,
E'en to the ashes of the just is kind.
Fly, dotard, fly!
With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Fly, dotard, fly!
With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
