Who am I?

By: Fig Posted on: June 16, 2005

A riddle of my own design.

The Clue:

Lend me your ear, and so hear me speak.
Wise I am, to both the strong and weak.

Colours on skin, their patterns I know.
Ways of the eye, to you I shall show.

Riders of legend, in my house you may find.
I offer hardiness in body and mind.

As expert as those in certain halls I am not.
Still, my wisdom is vast - by many it is sought.

My place in history is as ancient as stone.
I have been constant as freedom's power has grown.

Against Sartan's chivalry, I led forth my peers.
For me, victim of sleep, Sapience shed its tears.

Answers I hold for the young and the free.
If neither are you, then look not to me.

Who am I? Truly, I am one of the great.
Within my garden your answer I await.

The Answer: Epicurus, the Master of the Garden