“Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life; Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign, Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife, And so turns wine to water back again.” ArtTurnsWaterTearsSweetFairsCrossesWineReignStrifeWrathFoeBack AgainEnd Of Life Book:The Poetical Works of Richard Crashaw and Quarles' Emblems Source: The Poetical Works of Richard Crashaw and Quarles' Emblems
“The spleen is seldom felt where Flora reigns; The low'ring eye, the petulance, the frown, And sullen sadness, that o'ershade, distort, And mar the face of beauty, when no cause For such immeasurable woe appears; These Flora banishes, and gives the fair Sweet smiles, and bloom less transient than her own.” GivingEyeFacesFeltCausesSadnessSweetLowsFairsRingsMarsReignWoeTransientSullenFloraSpleenSweet SmilePetulance Book:William Cowper: The Task and Selected Other Poems Source: William Cowper: The Task and Selected Other Poems