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
Interpretation
The quote describes creating a warm and inviting atmosphere for an evening gathering.
In this quote, Cowper paints a vivid picture of preparing for a cozy and peaceful evening, emphasizing the importance of setting a comforting environment where friends can come together to enjoy each other's company over tea. The imagery of stirring the fire, closing the shutters, and the soothing sounds of a boiling urn create a serene setting that promotes relaxation and connection, showcasing the simple joys of life and the beauty of shared moments.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a gathering to create a relaxing atmosphere.
Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass, the mere materials with which wisdom builds, till smoothed and squared and fitted to its place, does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much; wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
This cabin, Mary, in my sight appears,_x000D_ _x000D_ Built as it has been in our waning years,_x000D_ _x000D_ A rest afforded to our weary feet,_x000D_ _x000D_ Preliminary to - the last retreat.
Strength may wield the ponderous spade, May turn the clod, and wheel the compost home; But elegance, chief grace the garden shows, And most attractive, is the fair result Of thought, the creature of a polished mind.
No wisdom that she may gain by experience and reflection hereafter, will compensate the loss of her present hilarity.
Even in the stifling bosom of the town,_x000D_ _x000D_ A garden, in which nothing thrives, has charms_x000D_ _x000D_ That soothes the rich possessor; much consol'd,_x000D_ _x000D_ That here and there some sprigs of mournful mint,_x000D_ _x000D_ Or nightshade, or valerian, grace the well_x000D_ _x000D_ He cultivates.
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.
Everybody complains about getting older, but I find it such a rich time of life. There are negative things about it, I suppose, but more than that, I'm finding it to be a very positive experience in which growth suggests itself in a much more alluring way than it did when I was young - isn't that funny?
Some things don't last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there.
Life happens too fast for you ever to think about it. If you could just persuade people of this, but they insist on amassing information.
Come,_x000D_ _x000D_ Let's have one other gaudy night. Call to me_x000D_ _x000D_ All my sad captains. Fill our bowls once more._x000D_ _x000D_ Let's mock the midnight bell.
the other guineahen died of a broken heart and we came to New York. I used to sit at a table,drawing wings with a pencil that kept breaking and i kept remembering how your mind looked when it slept for several years,to wake up asking why. So then you turned into a photograph of somebody who’s trying not to laugh at somebody who’s trying not to cry
Life is too short, and the time we waste in yawning never can be regained.
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