But the queen--too long she has suffered the pain of love,
hour by hour nursing the wound with her lifeblood,
consumed by the fire buried in her heart. [...]
His looks, his words, they pierce her heart and cling--
no peace, no rest for her body, love will give her none.
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The signs of the old flame, I know them well.
I pray that the earth gape deep enough to take me down
or the almighty Father blast me with one bolt to the shades,
the pale, glimmering shades in hell, the pit of night,
before I dishonor you, my conscience, break your laws.
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...She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret fire.
VirgilTags: greek greek-mythology mythology aeneid
το πιθανό είναι πιο αληθινό απ' την πραγματικότητα
Κοσμάς ΠολίτηςWhen I kiss Agathon my soul is on my lips, where it comes, poor thing, hoping to cross over.
PlatoΚι μιὰ μέρα θέλω νὰ γράψουν στὸν τάφο μου: ἔζησε στὰ σύνορα
μιᾶς ἀκαθόριστης ἡλικίας καὶ πέθανε γιὰ πράγματα μακρινὰ ποὺ
……εἶδε κάποτε σ᾿ ἕνα ἀβέβαιο ὄνειρο.
I heard the voice of that bird, son of Polypas, whose piercing outcry
and whose arrival announces to men the season when fields
are plowed, and the voice of her broke the heart that darkens within me,
since other men posess my flourishing acres now,
and not for me are the mules dragging the plow through the grainland,
since I have given my heart to the restless seafarer's life.
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The fox knows many tricks, the hedgehog only one. One good one.
ArchilochusIn the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.
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The wine god sighed. 'Oh Hades if I know. But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword. As a mortal, I was never a great fighter or athlete or poet. I only made wine. The people in my village laughed at me. They said I would never amount to anything. Look at me now. Sometimes small things can become very large indeed.' He left me alone to think about that. And as I watched Clarisse and Chris singing a stupid campfire song together, holding hands in the darkness, where they thought nobody could see them, I had to smile.
Rick RiordanTags: inspirational kindness smile gods greek greek-mythology cute greek-gods percy-jackson wine-god
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