The Odyssey

Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twists and turns driven time and again off course, once he had plundered the hallowed heights of Troy. Many cities of men he saw and learned their minds, many pains he suffered, heartsick on the open sea, fighting to save his life and bring his comrades home.”

... Homer, The Odyssey (bk. I, l. 1-6)


And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

... Homer, The Odyssey (bk. XV, l. 434)