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• Words sweet as honey from his lips distill'd.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book i, Line 332...
• Soft as some song divine thy story flows.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book xi, Line 458...
• I war not with the dead. -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vii, Line 485
• Whose little body lodg'd a mighty mind.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book v, Line 999...
• Whose well-taught mind the present age surpast.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Odyssey of Homer, Book vii, Line 210...
• Not hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend; And each brave foe was in his soul a friend.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vii, Line 364...
• Like strength is felt from hope and from despair.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xv, Line 852...
• He held his seat,--a friend to human race.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vi, Line 18...
• Unwept, unhonour'd, uninterr'd he lies!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xxii, Line 484...