Virtue's a mere name

Blank verse really deserving the name I believe to be impossible except to one or two eminent writers in a generation.

It is this principle [i.e. the interpretation of an original] which constitutes the true value of a really good translation—not as superseding the original even to the worst scholar, but as explaining it even to the best.

Huge, awful, hideous, ghastly, blind.

An inferior artist's only chance of giving pleasure.

Fear proves a base-born soul.

There are few writers whose text is in so satisfactory a state as Virgil's.