Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
The rule
Of the many is not well. One must be chief
In war and one the read more
The rule
Of the many is not well. One must be chief
In war and one the king.
Heav'd on Olympus tottering Ossa stood;
On Ossa, Pelion nods with all his wood.
Heav'd on Olympus tottering Ossa stood;
On Ossa, Pelion nods with all his wood.
One who journeying
Along a way he knows not, having crossed
A place of drear extent, before read more
One who journeying
Along a way he knows not, having crossed
A place of drear extent, before him sees
A river rushing swiftly toward the deep,
And all its tossing current white with foam,
And stops and turns, and measures back his way.
Behold, on wrong
Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.
Behold, on wrong
Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
