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• He from whose lips divine persuasion flows.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vii, Line 143...
• Shakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod,-- The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book i, Line 684...
• 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...
• Gods! How the son degenerates from the sire!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book iv, Line 451...
• The distant Trojans never injur'd me.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book i, Line 200...
• And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the skies.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book i, Line 771...
• I live an idle burden to the ground.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book xviii, Line 134...
• I war not with the dead. -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book vii, Line 485