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Upon The Mountain's Distant Head.

By William Cullen Bryant

Topics: classic

Upon the mountain's distant head,     With trackless snows for ever white,     Where all is still, and cold, and dead,     Late shines the day's departing light.     But far below those icy rocks,     The vales, in summer bloom arrayed,     Woods full of birds, and fields of flocks,     Are dim with mist and dark with shade.     'Tis thus, from warm and kindly hearts,     And eyes where generous meanings burn,     Earliest the light of life departs,     But lingers with the cold and stern.

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William Cullen Bryant

About William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant (1794–1878) was an American poet and journalist. His poem "Thanatopsis" (1817) was the first major American poem. He edited the New York Evening Post for 50 years and was a champion of American poetry.

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