'Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
William CowperNow stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in
William CowperBut still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.
William Cowper