What greater glory attends a man than what he wins with his racing feet and his striving hands?
HomerAnd overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.
HomerForgetful youth! but know, the Power above With ease can save each object of his love; Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.
Homer