The Iliad: Book 14 (Homer Poems)
Nestor was sitting over his wine, but the cry of battle did notescape him, and he said to the son ...
Nestor was sitting over his wine, but the cry of battle did notescape him, and he said to the son ...
To westward lies the unseen sea, Blue sea the live winds wander o'er.The many-colored sails can flee, And leave the dead, low-lying ...
Long ago and long ago, And long ago still, There dwelt three merry maidens Upon a distant hill. One was ...
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