The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd; Mary: How happy is th… - Alexander Pope

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!

The world forgetting by the world forgot.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Men must be taught as if you taught them not the things unknown, but the things forgotten.

How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee; 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!

I would not be like those Authors, who forgive themselves some particular lines for the sake of a whole Poem, and vice versa a whole Poem for the sake of some particular lines. I believe no one qualification is so likely to make a good writer, as the power of rejecting his own thoughts.