Now 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

Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies... To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.

Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another's pain.

If a great man struggling with misfortunes is a noble object, a little man that despises them is no contemptible one.

O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturbed Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know.

When nations are to perish in their sins, 'tis in the Church the leprosy begins.

Events of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.