See my lips tremble and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul.

One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.

Condemn'd whole years in absence to deplore, And image charms he must behold no more, Such if there be, who loves so long, so well; Let him our sad, our tender…

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 …