To have our sunlight without
paying for it, without any duty levied — to have our poet there in
England, to furnish us entertainment, and, what is better, provocation, from
year to year, all our lives long, to make the world seem richer for us, the
age more respectable, and life better worth the living — all without
expense of acknowledgment even, but silently accepted out of the east, like
morning light, as a matter of course.
