Maxioms by Homer ("smyrns Of Chios")
The windy satisfaction of the tongue.
The windy satisfaction of the tongue.
Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light,
And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light,
And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.
He held his seat; a friend to human race.
He held his seat; a friend to human race.
O friends, be men; so act that none may feel
Ashamed to meet the eyes of other men.
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O friends, be men; so act that none may feel
Ashamed to meet the eyes of other men.
Think each one of this children and his wife,
His home, his parents, living yet and dead.
For them, the absent ones, I supplicate,
And bid you rally here, and scorn to fly.
Praise me not too much,
Nor blame me, for thou speakest to the Greeks
Who know me.
Praise me not too much,
Nor blame me, for thou speakest to the Greeks
Who know me.
