Or Troy once held, in peace and pride of sway,

Can bribe the poor possession of a day.

The Iliad of Homer. Book ix. Line 524.

Short is my date, but deathless my renown.

The Iliad of Homer. Book ix. Line 535.

Injustice, swift, erect, and unconfin'd,

Sweeps the wide earth, and tramples o'er mankind.

The Iliad of Homer. Book ix. Line 628.

A generous friendship no cold medium knows,

Burns with one love, with one resentment glows.