But Sure The Eye Of Time Beholds No Name So Blest As Thine In All The Rolls Of Fame.

Heav'd on Olympus tott'ring Ossa stood; On Ossa, Pelion nods with all his wood.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 387...
The rest were vulgar deaths, unknown to fame.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xi, Line 394...
And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 722...
Soft as some song divine thy story flows.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 458...
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...
Gloomy as night he stands.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 749...
The first in glory, as the first in place.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 441...
Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 153...