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• And every eye Gaz'd, as before some brother of the sky.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book viii, Line 17...
• Nor can one word be chang'd but for a worse.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book viii, Line 192...
• The windy satisfaction of the tongue.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book iv, Line 1092...
• Behold on wrong Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book viii, Line 367...
• 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!...
• Yet taught by time, my heart has learn'd to glow For others' good, and melt at others' woe.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xviii, Line 269...
• A decent boldness ever meets with friends.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book vii, Line 67...
• All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xii, Line 31...
• A winy vapour melting in a tear.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xix, Line 143...