John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Alexander Pope. (1688–1744) (continued) |
3718 |
Two urns by Jove’s 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 dar’d. |
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 country’s 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 o’er the lawn. |
The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 516. |
3730 |
These riches are possess’d, but not enjoy’d! |
The Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 118. |
3731 |
Mirror of constant faith, rever’d and mourn’d! |
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. |