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• The sex is ever to a soldier kind.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xiv, Line 246...
• And wine can of their wits the wise beguile, Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xiv, Line 520...
• 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...
• Just are the ways of Heaven: from Heaven proceed The woes of ma
  Heaven doom'd the Greeks to bleed,-- A theme of future song!...
• 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...
• To hide their ignominious heads in Troy.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xiv, Line 170...
• What mighty woes To thy imperial race from woman rose!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 541...
• And would'st thou evil for his good repay?
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xvi, Line 448...
• How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xiii, Line 375...