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How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day.
Alexander Pope - Eloisa to Abelard