William C. Bryant Quotes About Hills

Quotes about: Hills

• The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago,
  And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow;
  But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood,
  And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood,
  Till fell the first from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men,
  And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and glen.

  William C. Bryant

  Summer, Fall, Autumn

  William Cullen Bryant, “The Death Of The Flowers”

• Oh, river! darkling river! what a voice
  Is that thou utterest while all else is still--
  The ancient voice that, centuries ago,
  Sounded between thy hills, while Rome was yet
  A weedy solitude by Tiber's stream!

  William C. Bryant

  Rome, Voice, Rivers

• Your peaks are beautiful, ye Apennines!
  In the soft light of these serenest skies;
  From the broad highland region, black with pines,
  Fair as the hills of Paradise they rise,
  Bathed in the tint Peruvian slaves behold
  In rosy flushes on the virgin gold.

  William C. Bryant

  Beautiful, Light, Sky

  William Cullen Bryant, “To The Apennines”

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