Wander, perhaps, some inmate of the skies.[346:2]

The Odyssey of Homer. Book xvii. Line 576.

Know from the bounteous heaven all riches flow;

And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.

The Odyssey of Homer. Book xviii. Line 26.

Yet taught by time, my heart has learn'd to glow

For others' good, and melt at others' woe.

The Odyssey of Homer. Book xviii. Line 269.

A winy vapour melting in a tear.

The Odyssey of Homer. Book xix. Line 143.