 Murray quotes lines from a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge (qv),  "Work Without Hope" (1825). "All Nature seems at work; slugs leave  their lair, The bees are stirring; birds are on the wing, And  winter, slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a  dream of spring; And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey  make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing."