And glow more intense than blaze of branch, or brazier, Stirs the dumb spirit: no wind, but pentecostal fire In the dark time of the year. Between melting and freezing The soul's sap quivers.T(homas) S(tearns) Eliot
How simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. . . . All that is required to feel that here and now is happiness is a simple, frugal heart.Nikos Kazantzakis
There is a fellow somewhat near the door; he should be a brazier by his face.William Shakespeare, Henry VIII (1613), Act V, scene 4, line 41.