Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
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Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
Who hangs his head for shame?
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
Soft as some song divine, thy story flows.
Soft as some song divine, thy story flows.
Respect us, human, and relieve us, poor.
Respect us, human, and relieve us, poor.
Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.
Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.
