This poem was written by Pope when he was only 12 years old. At that age he was diagnosed with Potts Disease, and he grew up hunchbacked, asthmatic, frail, and prone to violent headaches. As an adult he was 4'6" tall. His appearance made him easily targeted by his enemies later in his life. Prezi -

Absolutely wonderful reading. 5 stars

This poem hums in my mind during 2020 lockdown.

@Inmorel No it's me, Tom O'Bedlam. I've read a few of Bukowski's poems on KZread, so people think my voice is his. Thank you for listening - and please keep on listening, regards, Tom.

Thanks so much for that. Strange how attractive that dream seems, even two-and-a-half centuries later.

Pretty much sums up what I want in life

one of my favorite writers.

Made my day!

It's a variation on Horace' Beatus Ille. But it avoids the cynicism. To be less cynical than Horace would have seemed daring once.