For never, never, wicked man was wise.
Homer (c. 850 BC -)
Source: The Odyssey, Book ii, Line 320
Contributed by: Zaady
'T is fortune gives us birth, But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.
Source: The Iliad, Book xx, Line 290
Injustice, swift, erect, and unconfin'd, Sweeps the wide earth, and tramples o'er mankind.
Source: The Iliad, Book ix, Line 628
To labour is the lot of man below; And when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.
Source: The Iliad, Book x, Line 78
As leaves on the trees, such is the life of man.
How God ever brings like to like.
Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,- Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies: They fall successive, and successive rise.
Source: The Iliad, Book vi, Line 181
And taste The melancholy joy of evils past: For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
Source: The Odyssey, Book xv, Line 434
And twins ev'n from the birth are Misery and Man!
For dear to gods and men is sacred song. Self-taught I sing; by Heaven, and Heaven alone, The genuine seeds of poesy are sown.
Source: The Odyssey, Book xxii, Line 382
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