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• Another, yet the same. -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 90
• How sweet an Ovid, Murray was our boast!
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iv, Line 169...
• Now night descending, the proud scene was o'er, But lived in Settle's numbers one day more.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book i, Line 89...
• Or where the pictures for the page atone, And Quarles is sav'd by beauties not his own.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book i, Line 139...
• While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book i, Line 93...
• And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book ii, Line 34...
• Judicious drank, and greatly daring din'd.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iv, Line 318...
• The right divine of kings to govern wrong.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iv, Line 188...
• All crowd, who foremost shall be damn'd to fame.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 158...