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A generation of men is like a generation of leaves; the wind scatters some leaves upon the ground, while others the burgeoning wood brings forth - and the season of spring comes on. So of men one generation springs forth and another ceases.
Homer
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I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man's heart and becomes a thing sweeter to him by far than the dripping of honey.
Homer
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So, the gods don't hand out all their gifts at once, not build and brains and flowing speech to all. One man may fail to impress us with his looks but a god can crown his words with beauty, charm, and men look on with delight when he speaks out. Never faltering, filled with winning self-control, he shines forth at assembly grounds and people gaze at him like a god when he walks through the streets. Another man may look like a deathless one on high but there's not a bit of grace to crown his words. Just like you, my fine, handsome friend.
Homer
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I can't even say the word 'titmouse' without giggling like a schoolgirl.
Homer
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Nothing shall I, while sane, compare with a friend.
Homer
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Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.
Homer
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No one can hurry me down to Hades before my time, but if a man's hour is come, be he brave or be he coward, there is no escape for him when he has once been born.
Homer
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If you are one of earth’s inhabitants, how blest your father, and your gentle mother, blest all your kin. I know what happiness must send the warm tears to their eyes, each time they see their wondrous child go to the dancing! But one man’s destiny is more than blest—he who prevails, and takes you as his bride. Never have I laid eyes on equal beauty in man or woman. I am hushed indeed.
Homer
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A man who has been through bitter experiences and travelled far enjoys even his sufferings after a time.
Homer
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A councilor ought not to sleep the whole night through, a man to whom the populace is entrusted, and who has many responsibilities.
Homer
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…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.
Homer
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Be both a speaker of words and a doer of deeds.
Homer
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Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.
Homer
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Will cast the spear and leave the rest to Jove.
Homer
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Strife and Confusion joined the fight, along with cruel Death, who seized one wounded man while still alive and then another man without a wound, while pulling the feet of one more corpse out from the fight. The clothes Death wore around her shoulders were dyed red with human blood.
Homer
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Ah how shameless – the way these mortals blame the gods. From us alone they say come all their miseries yes but they themselves with their own reckless ways compound their pains beyond their proper share.
Homer
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Better to live or die, once and for all, than die by inches.
Homer
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Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
Homer
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For love deceives the best of woman kind.
Homer
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Look now how mortals are blaming the gods, for they say that evils come from us, but in fact they themselves have woes beyond their share because of their own follies.
Homer
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Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
Homer
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And overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.
Homer
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Why have you come to me here, dear heart, with all these instructions? I promise you I will do everything just as you ask. But come closer. Let us give in to grief, however briefly, in each other's arms.
Homer
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Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.
Homer
