Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
He held his seat; a friend to human race.
He held his seat; a friend to human race.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.
Respect us, human, and relieve us, poor.
Respect us, human, and relieve us, poor.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
