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• What mighty woes To thy imperial race from woman rose!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 541...
• He from whose lips divine persuasion flows.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vii, Line 143...
• Unbless'd thy hand, if in this low disguise Wander, perhaps, some inmate of the skies.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xvii, Line 576...
• Gloomy as night he stands.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 749...
• And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 722...
• The first in glory, as the first in place.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 441...
• There in the bright assemblies of the skies.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 745...
• Thin airy shoals of visionary ghosts.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 48...
• Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 153...