How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Think how many blameless lives are brightened by the blazing indiscretions of other people.

How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!

Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.