And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief his sons are orphans and he soaking the soil red with his own blood he rots away himselfmore birds than women flocking round his body
Homer
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It is the wine that leads me on
the wild wine
that sets the wisest man to sing
at the top of his lungs
laugh like a fool it drives the
man to dancing... it even
tempts him to blurt out stories
better never told.
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Like a girl a baby running after her mother begging to be picked up and she tugs on her skirts holding her back as she tries to hurry offall tears fawning up at her till she takes her in her arms Thats how you look Patroclus streaming live tears.
- Homer