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Girls are also human beings, a point often overlooked.
Harvard Philosophy A lecture (1911)
What constitutes the teacher is the passion to make scholars, and again and again it happens that the great scholar has no such passion whatever.
Σοὶ πρῶτον σπένδω ἡ μοί ποτε δῶκας ἰδέσθαι
Ναυσικάαν Ἑλένης τε χάριν καὶ Πηνελόπειαν.
The Odyssey of Homer: Books I-XII (1884)
Papa dear, could you not have the wagon harnessed for me, — the high one, with good wheels, — to take my nice clothes to the river to be washed, which now are lying dirty?
The Odyssey of Homer (1894)
Now all the others who were saved from utter ruin were at home, safe both from war and sea. Him only, longing for his home and wife, a potent nymph, Kalypso, a heavenly goddess, held in her hollow grotto, desiring him to be her husband.
The Odyssey of Homer: Books I-XII (1884)
But in her upper chamber heedful Penelope still lay fasting, tasting neither food nor drink, anxious whether her gentle son would escape death, or by the audacious suitors be borne down; as doubts a lion in a crowd of men, in terror as they draw the crafty circle round him. To her in such anxiety sweet slumber came, and lying back she slept and every joint relaxed.
The Odyssey of Homer (1894)
Then gathered there spirits from out of Erebos of those now dead and gone, — brides, and unwedded youths, and worn old men, delicate maids with hearts but new to sorrow, and many pierced with brazen spears, men slain in fight, wearing their blood-stained armor. In crowds around the pit they flocked from every side, with awful wail.
The Odyssey of Homer: Books I-XII (1884)
Straightway she cast into the wine of which they drank a drug which quenches pain and strife, and brings forgetfulness of every ill. He who should taste it, mingled in the bowl, would not that day let tears fall down his cheeks although his mother and his father died, although before his door a brother or dear son were cut off by the sword, and his own eyes beheld.
The Odyssey of Homer: Books I-XII (1884)
Speak to me, Muse, of the adventurous man who wandered long after he sacked the sacred citadel of Troy. . . . Yet even so, by all his zeal, he did not save his men; . . . . Of this, O goddess, daughter of Zeus, beginning where thou wilt, speak to us also.
The Odyssey of Homer (1894)