Happiness is ice in July

 

 Yonder the harvest of cold months laid up,

Gives a fresh coolness to the royal cup;

There ice, like crystal, firm and never lost,

Tempers hot July with December's frost. 

 

-- Edmund Waller 

Happiness was when American Colonial forests ruled the sea for England

 Lords of the world's great waste, the ocean, we

Whole forests send to reign upon the sea.

 

-- Edmund Waller