The recent version of our venerable poet, Wm.

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Bryant, is acknowledged to be at once scholarly, accurate, and harmonious, and will be of permanent value and reputation.

But the exquisite tinkling of Pope's lines, the pleasant refrain they leave in the memory, like the chiming of silver bells, will cause them to last, with undiminished favor, unaffected by more correct rivals, as long as the language itself.

"A very pretty poem, Mr.Pope," said the great Bentley; "but pray do not call it Homer." Despite this criticism of the Greek scholar, the world has taken it for Homer, and knows Homer almost solely through this charming medium.
The Iliad was issued in successive years, the last two volumes appearing in 1720.

Of course it was savagely attacked by Dennis; but Pope had won more than he had hoped for, and might laugh at his enemies.
With the means he had inherited, increased by the sale of his poem, Pope leased a villa on the Thames, at Twickenham, which he fitted up as a residence for life.