Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
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No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
Coward or brave, can shun his destiny.

Strong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.

Strong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.

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.

And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the skies.

And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the skies.

Behold, on wrong
Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.

Behold, on wrong
Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.