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• Another, yet the same. -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 90
• And proud his mistress' order to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 263...
• Silence, ye wolves! while Ralph to Cynthia howls, And makes night hideou
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 165...
• Till Peter's keys some christen'd Jove adorn, And Pan to Moses lends his pagan horn.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 109...
• Who builds a church to God and not to fame, Will never mark the marble with his name.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Moral Essays, Epistle iii, Line 285...
• And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book ii, Line 34...
• A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iv, Line 90...
• How sweet an Ovid, Murray was our boast!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iv, Line 169...
• Judicious drank, and greatly daring din'd.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iv, Line 318...