• 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.

    William Cowper, James Sambrook (2016). “William Cowper: The Task and Selected Other Poems”, p.72, Routledge