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• And what he greatly thought, he nobly dar'd.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book ii, Line 312...
• Gloomy as night he stands.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 749...
• Heaven hears and pities hapless men like me, For sacred ev'n to gods is misery.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book v, Line 572...
• Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 736...
• A decent boldness ever meets with friends.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book vii, Line 67...
• A faultless body and a blameless mind.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book iii, Line 138...
• A gen'rous heart repairs a sland'rous tongue.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book viii, Line 432...
• A heaven of charms divine Nausicaa lay.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book vi, Line 22...
• All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xii, Line 31...