Homer ("Smyrns of Chios") ( 10 of 101 )
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
One who journeying
Along a way he knows not, having crossed
A place of drear extent, before read more
One who journeying
Along a way he knows not, having crossed
A place of drear extent, before him sees
A river rushing swiftly toward the deep,
And all its tossing current white with foam,
And stops and turns, and measures back his way.
The son of Saturn gave
The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls
Upon the Sovereign read more
The son of Saturn gave
The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls
Upon the Sovereign One's immortal head
Were shaken, and with them the mighty mount,
Olympus trembled.
If yet not lost to all the sense of shame.
If yet not lost to all the sense of shame.
Lay ye down the golden chain
From Heaven, and pull at its inferior links
Both Goddesses and read more
Lay ye down the golden chain
From Heaven, and pull at its inferior links
Both Goddesses and Gods.
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
The rule
Of the many is not well. One must be chief
In war and one the read more
The rule
Of the many is not well. One must be chief
In war and one the king.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.
Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.
Born but to banquet, and to drain the bowl.
Born but to banquet, and to drain the bowl.
