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• He held his seat,--a friend to human race.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vi, Line 18...
• T is man's to fight, but Heaven's to give success.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vi, Line 427...
• No season now for calm familiar talk.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xxii, Line 169...
• Who dies in youth and vigour, dies the best.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xxii, Line 100...
• Ah, youth! forever dear, forever kind.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xix, Line 303...
• Thick as autumnal leaves or driving sand.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book ii, Line 970...
• I live an idle burden to the ground.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xviii, Line 134...
• Andromache! my soul's far better part.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vi, Line 624...
• If yet not lost to all the sense of shame.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vi, Line 350...