Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
Light is the task when many share the toil.
Light is the task when many share the toil.
Our fruitless labours mourn,
And only rich in barren fame return.
Our fruitless labours mourn,
And only rich in barren fame return.
The long historian of my country's woes.
The long historian of my country's woes.
Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends,
And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends;
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Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends,
And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends;
White are the decks with foam; the winds aloud
Howl o'er the masts, and sing through every shroud:
Pale, trembling, tir'd, the sailors freeze with fears;
And instant death on every wave appears.
Gloomy as night he stands.
Gloomy as night he stands.
