All the survivors of the war had reached their homes and so put the perils of battle and the sea behind them.
A sound mind in a manly body.
Which would you rather be, a conqueror in the Olympic games, or the crier that proclaims who are conquerors?
They did not know her-gods are hard for mortals to recognize.
A hunter of shadows, himself a shade.
What so tedious as a twice-told tale?