"Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans."
"Generations of men are like the leaves. In winter, winds blow them down to earth, but then, when spring season comes again, the budding wood grows more. And so with men: one generation grows, another dies away."
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Source: Homer (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Homer (Illustrated)”, p.669, Delphi Classics
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