Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
Fly, dotard, fly!
With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Fly, dotard, fly!
With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Jove, thou regent of the skies.
Jove, thou regent of the skies.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
'Tis true; 'tis certain; man though dead retains
Part of himself; the immortal mind remains.
'Tis true; 'tis certain; man though dead retains
Part of himself; the immortal mind remains.
Content to follow when we lead the way.
Content to follow when we lead the way.
