Urge Him With Truth To Frame His

Few Sons Attain The Praise Of Their Great Sires And Most Their Sires Disgrace.

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.

See Now, How Men Lay Blame Upon Us Gods For What Is After All Nothing But Their Own Folly.

I Detest The Man Who Hides On Thing In The Depths Of His Heart And Speaks Forth Another.

All Strangers And Beggars Are From Zeus, And A Gift, Though Small, Is Precious.