I may be a bit late in joining in the celebration of America’s National Poetry Month, but as they say… better late than never.

Today, I’ll like to share a few lines from 18th Century poet Alexander Pope’s Eloisa to Abelard.


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;

Beautiful, isn’t it?