High honors are sweet / To a man’s heart, but ever — Eurípides
High honors are sweet / To a man’s heart, but ever / They stand close to the brink of grief.
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To a father growing old nothing is dearer than a daughter.
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Blood's thicker than water, and when one’s in trouble / Best to seek out a relative’s open arms.
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There is no harbor of peace / From the changing waves of joy and despair.
This is what it means / to be a slave: to be abused and bear it, / compelled by violence to suffer wrong.