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• To hide their ignominious heads in Troy.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xiv, Line 170...
• Dispel this cloud, the light of Heaven restore; Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xvii, Line 730...
• Far from gay cities and the ways of men.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xiv, Line 410...
• The sex is ever to a soldier kind.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xiv, Line 246...
• This, this is misery! the last, the worst That man can feel.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xxii, Line 106...
• Ah, youth! forever dear, forever kind.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xix, Line 303...
• Ajax the great... Himself a host.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book iii, Line 293...
• And for our country 't is a bliss to die.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xv, Line 583...
• Andromache! my soul's far better part.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vi, Line 624...