Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
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.
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
Rare gift! but oh, what gift to fools avails!
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
