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• A mighty hunter, and his prey was man. -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Windsor Forest, Line 61
• Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But as the world, harmoniously confus'd, Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Windsor Forest, Line 13...
• Like strength is felt from hope and from despair.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xv, Line 852...
• He from whose lips divine persuasion flows.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vii, Line 143...
• Words sweet as honey from his lips distill'd.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book i, Line 332...
• And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Rape of the Lock, Canto i, Line 134...
• And truths divine came mended from that tongue.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 66...
• Far from gay cities and the ways of men.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xiv, Line 410...
• Gods! How the son degenerates from the sire!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book iv, Line 451...