Nor Can One Word Be Chang'd But

She Sent Him A Warm And Gentle Wind, And Lord Odysseus Was Happy As He Set His Sails To Catch The Breeze. He Sat Beside The Steering Oar And Used His Skill To Steer The Raft.

And Heaven, That Every Virtue Bears In Mind, E'en To The Ashes Of The Just Is Kind.

It Is Equally Offensive To Speed A Guest Who Would Like To Stay And To Detain One Who Is Anxious To Leave.

I, For One, Know Of No Sweeter Sight For A Man's Eyes Than His Own Country.

Long Exercised In Woes.