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There is satiety in all things, in sleep, and love-making, in the loveliness of singing and the innocent dance.
Homer
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Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.
Homer
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Beware the toils of war ... the mesh of the huge dragnet sweeping up the world.
Homer
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And bear unmov'd the wrongs of base mankind, The last, and hardest, conquest of the mind.
Homer
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It is wrong to be sorry without ceasing.
Homer
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If not yet lost to all the sense of shame.
Homer
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Come, weave us a scheme so I can pay them back! Stand beside me, Athena, fire me with daring, fierce as the day we ripped Troy's glittering crown of towers down. Stand by me - furious now as then, my bright-eyed one - and I would fight three hundred men, great goddess, with you to brace me, comrade-in-arms in battle!
Homer
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The force of union conquers all.
Homer
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It's about time trees were good for something, instead of just standing there like jerks!
Homer
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Jove lifts the golden balances that show The fates of mortal men, and things below.
Homer
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So peaceful shalt thou end thy blissful days, And steal thyself from life by slow decays.
Homer
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Nothing feebler does earth nurture than man, Of all things breathing and moving.
Homer
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Miserable mortals who like leaves at one moment flame with life eating the produce of the land and at another moment weakly perish.
Homer
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To heal divisions, to relieve the oppress'd, In virtue rich; in blessing others, bless'd.
Homer
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All my life I've been an obese man trapped inside a fat man's body.
Homer
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She spoke and loosened from her bosom the embroidered girdle of many colors into which all her allurements were fashioned. In it was love and int desire which steals the mind even of the wise.
Homer
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Evil deeds do not prosper; the slow man catches up with the swift.
Homer
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The whims of youth break all the rules.
Homer
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Do I know what rhetorical means?
Homer
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Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
Homer
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I want answers now or I want them eventually!
Homer
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There is nothing worse for mortals than a wandering life.
Homer
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Dreams surely are difficult, confusing, and not everything in them is brought to pass for mankind. For fleeting dreams have two gates: one is fashioned of horn and one of ivory. Those which pass through the one of sawn ivory are deceptive, bringing tidings which come to nought, but those which issue from the one of polished horn bring true results when a mortal sees them.
Homer
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For they imagined as they wished--that it was a wild shot,/ an unintended killing--fools, not to comprehend/ they were already in the grip of death./ But glaring under his brows Odysseus answered: 'You yellow dogs, you thought I'd never make it/ home from the land of Troy. You took my house to plunder,/ twisted my maids to serve your beds. You dared/ bid for my wife while I was still alive./ Contempt was all you had for the gods who rule wide heaven,/ contempt for what men say of you hereafter./ Your last hour has come. You die in blood.
Homer
