For dear to gods and men is sacred song.

Self-taught I sing; by Heaven, and Heaven alone,

The genuine seeds of poesy are sown.

The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxii. Line 382.

So ends the bloody business of the day.

The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxii. Line 516.

And rest at last where souls unbodied dwell,

In ever-flowing meads of Asphodel.

The Odyssey of Homer. Book xxiv. Line 19.

The ruins of himself! now worn away