And overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles'… — Homer Copy Share Image
“During the daytime I glut myself with sorrow and lament, having my own duties to see to, and my house-maidens' work: but… — Homer Copy Share Image
“A man who has suffered much and wandered much has pleasure out of his sorrows.” — Homer Copy Share Image
She threw into the wine which they were drinking a drug which takes away grief and passion and brings forgetfulness of all… — Homer Copy Share Image
Why have you come to me here, dear heart, with all these instructions? I promise you I will do everything just as… — Homer Copy Share Image
And for yourself, may the gods grant you your heart's desire, a husband and a home, and the blessing of a harmonious… — Homer Copy Share Image
And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his… — Homer Copy Share Image
“But now, as it is, sorrows, unending sorrows must surge within your heart as well—for your own son’s death. Never again will… — Homer Copy Share Image
Thus have the gods spun the thread for wretched mortals: that they live in grief while they themselves are without cares; for… — Homer Copy Share Image
Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive… — Homer Copy Share Image
“…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can’t look you in the eyes, and always… — Homer Copy Share Image
Men are so quick to blame the gods: they say that we devise their misery. But they themselves- in their depravity- design… — Homer Copy Share Image
Even his griefs are a joy long after to one that remembers all that he wrought and endured. — Homer Copy Share Image
He knew the things that were and the things that would be and the things that had been before. — Homer Copy Share Image
The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, as it pleases him, for he can do all things. — Homer Copy Share Image
“Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story of that man skilled in all ways of contending, the wanderer, harried for years… — Homer Copy Share Image
Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another. — Homer Copy Share Image
“And Zeus said: “Hera, you can choose some other time for paying your visit to Oceanus — for the present let us devote ourselves… — Homer Copy Share Image
Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over… — Homer Copy Share Image
“Scepticism is as much the result of knowledge, as knowledge is of scepticism. To be content with what we at present know, is, for… — Homer Copy Share Image
“With that the dream departed, leaving him there, his heart racing with hopes that would not come to pass. He thought he would take… — Homer Copy Share Image
Tell me, O Muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy. — Homer Copy Share Image
