Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast,
For gentle ways are best, and keep aloof
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But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast,
For gentle ways are best, and keep aloof
From sharp contentions.
Jove, thou regent of the skies.
Jove, thou regent of the skies.
(Orion) A hunter of shadows, himself a shade.
(Orion) A hunter of shadows, himself a shade.
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
I live an idle burden to the ground.
I live an idle burden to the ground.
