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• Strong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book ix, Line 28...
• Lotus, the name; divine, nectareous juice!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book ix, Line 106...
• To heal divisions, to relieve th' opprest; In virtue rich
  in blessing others, blest....
• No more was seen the human form divine.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book x, Line 278...
• Earth sounds my wisdom and high heaven my fame.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book ix, Line 20...
• By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book vi, Line 247...
• It never was our guise To slight the poor, or aught humane despise.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xiv, Line 65...
• Oh, pity human woe! 'T is what the happy to the unhappy owe.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book vii, Line 198...
• Short is my date, but deathless my renown.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book ix, Line 535...