Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

Prophet of evil! never hadst thou yet
A cheerful word for me. To mark the signs
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Prophet of evil! never hadst thou yet
A cheerful word for me. To mark the signs
Of coming mischief is thy great delight,
Good dost thou ne'er foretell nor bring to pass.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
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Hateful to me as are the gates of hell,
Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,
Utters another.

Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.

Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.

And Heaven, that every virtue bears in mind,
E'en to the ashes of the just is kind.

And Heaven, that every virtue bears in mind,
E'en to the ashes of the just is kind.

Without a sign his sword the brave man draws,
And asks no omen but his country's cause.

Without a sign his sword the brave man draws,
And asks no omen but his country's cause.