William Cowper

O Winter! ruler of the inverted year,
. . . .
I crown thee king of intimate read more

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 undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours
Of long uninterrupted evening, know.

Where tempests never beat nor billows roar.

Where tempests never beat nor billows roar.

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.

Now stir the fire, and close the shudders fast,
Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round,
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Now stir the fire, and close the shudders fast,
Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round,
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.

The solemn fog; significant and budge;
A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.

The solemn fog; significant and budge;
A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.