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• The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.

  William C. Bryant

  Sunshine, Bud, February

  William Cullen Bryant, “Among The Trees”

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• 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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• Poetry is that art which selects and arranges the symbols of thought in such a manner as to excite the imagination the most powerfully and delightfully.

  William C. Bryant

  Art, Imagination, Most Powerful

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• Or, bide thou where the poppy blows
  With windflowers fail and fair.

  William C. Bryant

  Blow, Poppies, Failing

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• Glorious are the woods in their latest gold and crimson,
  Yet our full-leaved willows are in the freshest green.
  Such a kindly autumn, so mercifully dealing
  With the growths of summer, I never yet have seen.

  William C. Bryant

  Summer, Autumn, Growth

  "Thirty Poems" by William C. Bryant, Appleton, New York, (pp. 112-115), 1864.

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• There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.

  William C. Bryant

  Stars, Eye, Joy

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• But Winter has yet brighter scenes-he boasts
  Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows;
  Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods
  All flushed with many hues.

  William C. Bryant

  Summer, Winter, Autumn

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• Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again.

  William C. Bryant

  Wisdom, Truth, Honesty

  William Cullen Bryant, “The Battle-Field”

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• The gentle race of flowers
  Are lying in their lowly beds.

  William C. Bryant

  Lying, Flower, Race

  William Cullen Bryant, “The Death Of The Flowers”

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• The mighty Rain
  Holds the vast empire of the sky alone.

  William C. Bryant

  Rain, Sky, Empires

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• [Thanatopsis] was written in 1817, when Bryant was 23. Had he died then, the world would have thought it had lost a great poet. But he lived on.

  William C. Bryant

  World, Poet, Lost

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• Do not the bright June roses blow
  To meet thy kiss at morning hours?

  William C. Bryant

  Morning, Kissing, Blow

  William Cullen Bryant, “The West Wind”

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• Flowers spring up unsown and die ungathered.

  William C. Bryant

  Spring, Flower, Dies

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• Father, thy hand
  Hath reared these venerable columns, thou
  Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down
  Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose
  All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun,
  Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze,
  And shot towards heaven.

  William C. Bryant

  Father, Hands, Rose

  William Cullen Bryant, “A Forest Hymn”

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• And the blue gentian-flower, that, in the breeze, Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last.

  William C. Bryant

  Lonely, Flower, Race

  William Cullen Bryant, “November”

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• The blacks of this region are a cheerful, careless, dirty, race, not hard worked, and in many respects indulgently treated. It is of course the desire of the master that his slaves shall be laborious; on the other hand it is the determination of the slave to lead as easy a life as he can. The master has the power of punishment on his side; the slave, on his, has invincible inclination, and a thousand expedients learned by long practice... Good natured though imperfect and slovenly obedience on one side, is purchased by good treatment on the other.

  William C. Bryant

  Determination, Dirty, Hard Work

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• A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.

  William C. Bryant

  Sculpture, Grows, Marble

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• The country ever has a lagging Spring,
  Waiting for May to call its violets forth,
  And June its roses-showers and sunshine bring,
  Slowly, the deepening verdure o'er the earth;
  To put their foliage out, the woods are slack,
  And one by one the singing-birds come back.
  
  Within the city's bounds the time of flowers
  Comes earlier. Let a mild and sunny day,
  Such as full often, for a few bright hours,
  Breathes through the sky of March the airs of May,
  Shine on our roofs and chase the wintry gloom-
  And lo! our borders glow with sudden bloom.

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  Country, Spring, Flower

  William Cullen Bryant, “Spring In Town”

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• It is said to be the manner of hypochondriacs to change often their physician.

  William C. Bryant

  Physicians, Medical, Said

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• Stand here by my side and turn, I pray,
  On the lake below thy gentle eyes;
  The clouds hang over it, heavy and gray,
  And dark and silent the water lies;
  And out of that frozen mist the snow
  In wavering flakes begins to flow;
  Flake after flake,
  They sink in the dark and silent lake.

  William C. Bryant

  Lying, Eye, Dark

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• The hushed winds their Sabbath keep.

  William C. Bryant

  Wind, Sabbath

  William Cullen Bryant, “A Summer Ramble”

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• Genius, with all its pride in its own strength, is but a dependent quality, and cannot put forth its whole powers nor claim all its honors without an amount of aid from the talents and labors of others which it is difficult to calculate.

  William C. Bryant

  Pride, Honor, Quality

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• Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.

  William C. Bryant

  Funny, Running, Truth

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• On my cornice linger the ripe black grapes ungathered;
  Children fill the groves with the echoes of their glee,
  Gathering tawny chestnuts, and shouting when beside them
  Drops the heavy fruit of the tall black-walnut tree.

  William C. Bryant

  Children, Echoes, Tree

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• The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by. As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky.

  William C. Bryant

  Summer, Sky, June

  William Cullen Bryant, “The Strange Lady”

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