Monday, April 16, 2012

Post 4.16.2012.2


Odysseus: I pity him in his misery for all that he is
My foe, because he is bound fast to a dread doom.  I
Think of my own lot no less than his.  For I see that
We are but phantoms, all we who live, or fleeting shadows.


Athena: Marking such things, therefore, see that
Your own lips never speak a haughty word against the
Gods, and assume no proud posture if you prevail
Above another in prowess or by store of ample wealth.
For a day can humble all human things and a
Day can lift them up, but the wise of heart
Are loved of the gods, and the evil are abhorred.

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