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.
All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.
All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.
Then let him know that hatred without end
Or intermission is between us two.
Then let him know that hatred without end
Or intermission is between us two.
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
Just are the ways of heaven; from Heaven proceed
The woes of man: Heaven doom'd the Greeks to bleed.
Just are the ways of heaven; from Heaven proceed
The woes of man: Heaven doom'd the Greeks to bleed.
