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• Though pleased to see the dolphins play, I mind my compass and my way.
  -- Matthew Green (1696-1737) -- The Spleen, Line 93...
• Fling but a stone, the giant dies. -- Matthew Green (1696-1737) -- The Spleen, Line 93
• Say, shall my little bark attendant sail, Pursue the triumph and partake the gale?
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle iv, Line 385...
• Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.
  -- Samuel Rogers (1763-1855) -- The Pleasures of Memory, Part ii, i...
• I steer my bark with hope in the head, leaving fear astern.
  My hopes indeed sometimes fail, but not oftener than the forebodings of the gloomy....
• Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle iii, Line 177...
• On life's vast ocean diversely we sail, Reason the card, but passion is the gale.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle ii, Line 107...
• Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands, And many friends I 've me
  Not one fair scene or kindly smile Can this fond heart forget....
• I argue very well. Ask any of my remaining friends.
  I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent....