William C. Bryant Quotes About Death

Quotes about: Death

• All that tread, the globe are but a handful to the tribes, that slumber in its bosom.

  William C. Bryant

  Death, Dying, Slumber

  William Cullen Bryant, “Thanatopsis”

• Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim
  Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again,
  And, lost each human trace, surrendering up
  Thine individual being, shalt thou go
  To mix forever with the elements,
  To be a brother to the insensible rock
  And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain
  Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak
  Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mold.

  William C. Bryant

  Death, Brother, Rocks

  William Cullen Bryant, “Thanatopsis”

• Sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

  William C. Bryant

  Death, Dream, Lying

  William Cullen Bryant, “Thanatopsis”

• Gently - so have good men taught -
  Gently, and without grief, the old shall glide
  Into the new; the eternal flow of things,
  Like a bright river of the fields of heaven,
  Shall journey onward in perpetual peace.

  William C. Bryant

  Death, Grief, Journey

  William Cullen Bryant, “From: An Evening Revery”

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