Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she read more
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she plyed, but, studious of delay,
Each following night reversed the toils of day.
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.
These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!
These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!
He serves me most who serves his country best.
He serves me most who serves his country best.
