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| Alexander Pope. (16881744) (continued) |
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| 3718 |
Two urns by Joves high throne have ever stood, The source of evil one, and one of good. |
| The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiv. Line 663. |
| 3719 |
| The mildest manners with the bravest mind. |
| The Iliad of Homer. Book xxiv. Line 963. |
| 3720 |
Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii. Line 207. |
| 3721 |
| And what he greatly thought, he nobly dard. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii. Line 312. |
| 3722 |
Few sons attain the praise Of their great sires, and most their sires disgrace. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii. Line 315. |
| 3723 |
| For never, never, wicked man was wise. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book ii. Line 320. |
| 3724 |
Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies; And sure he will: for Wisdom never lies. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 25. |
| 3725 |
| The lot of man,to suffer and to die. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 117. |
| 3726 |
| A faultless body and a blameless mind. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 138. |
| 3727 |
| The long historian of my countrys woes. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 142. |
| 3728 |
Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above With ease can save each object of his love; Wide as his will extends his boundless grace. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 285. |
| 3729 |
When now Aurora, daughter of the dawn, With rosy lustre purpled oer the lawn. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 516. |
| 3730 |
| These riches are possessd, but not enjoyd! |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 118. |
| 3731 |
| Mirror of constant faith, reverd and mournd! |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 229. |
| 3732 |
There with commutual zeal we both had strove In acts of dear benevolence and love: Brothers in peace, not rivals in command. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 241. |
| 3733 |
| The glory of a firm, capacious mind. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 262. |
| 3734 |
| Wise to resolve, and patient to perform. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 372. |
| 3735 |
The leader, mingling with the vulgar host, Is in the common mass of matter lost. |
| The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 397. |
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