Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
O friends, be men, and let your hearts be strong,
And let no warrior in the heat of fight
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O friends, be men, and let your hearts be strong,
And let no warrior in the heat of fight
Do what may bring him shame in others' eyes;
For more of those who shrink from shame are safe
Than fall in battle, while with those who flee
Is neither glory nor reprieve from death.
Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in
the bosom of a man like smoke.
Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in
the bosom of a man like smoke.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
It takes a great deal of history to produce a little literature.
It takes a great deal of history to produce a little literature.
