Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
Who dares think one thing, and another tell,
My heart detests him as the gates of hell.
Who dares think one thing, and another tell,
My heart detests him as the gates of hell.
Whatever day
Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.
Whatever day
Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
It [revenge] is sweeter far than flowing honey.
It [revenge] is sweeter far than flowing honey.
Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
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Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
Who hangs his head for shame?
