William Cullen Bryant

"Upon the mountain's distant head,     With trackless snows for ever white,     Where all is still, and cold, and dead,     Late shines the day'"

"Where olive leaves were twinkling in every wind that blew,     There sat beneath the pleasant shade a damsel of Peru.     Betwixt the slender bo"

"Midst greens and shades the Catterskill leaps,     From cliffs where the wood-flower clings;     All summer he moistens his verdant steeps"

"Matron! the children of whose love,     Each to his grave, in youth hath passed,     And now the mould is heaped above     The dearest and the"

"The time has been that these wild solitudes,     Yet beautiful as wild, were trod by me     Oftener than now; and when the ills of life     Had"

"Our band is few, but true and tried,     Our leader frank and bold;     The British soldier trembles     When Marion's name is told.     Our f"

"Whither, midst falling dew,     While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,     Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue     Thy"

"Oh, deem not they are blest alone     Whose lives a peaceful tenor keep;     The Power who pities man, has shown     A blessing for the eyes th"

"When beechen buds begin to swell,     And woods the blue-bird's warble know,     The yellow violet's modest bell     Peeps from the last year's"

"The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned     To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave,     And spread the roof above them, ere he fr"

"Here are old trees, tall oaks and gnarled pines,     That stream with gray-green mosses; here the ground     Was never trenched by spade, and fl"

"At morn the Count of Greiers before his castle stands;     He sees afar the glory that lights the mountain lands;     The horned crags are shini"

"Once this soft turf, this rivulet's sands,     Were trampled by a hurrying crowd,     And fiery hearts and armed hands     Encountered in the b"

"Come, take our boy, and we will go Before our cabin door; The winds shall bring us, as they blow, The murmurs of the shore; And we will kiss his young"

"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 deepenin"

"Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vain"

"Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around; When even the deep blue heavens look glad, And gladness breathes from the b"

"It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no rustling in the lofty elm That canopies my dwelling, and it"

"I've watched too late; the morn is near;     One look at God's broad silent sky!     Oh, hopes and wishes vainly dear,     How in your very str"

"Stay, rivulet, nor haste to leave     The lovely vale that lies around thee.     Why wouldst thou be a sea at eve,     When but a fount the mor"

"Thou blossom bright with autumn dew,     And coloured with the heaven's own blue,     That openest when the quiet light     Succeeds the keen a"

"Decolor, obscuris, vilis, non ille repexam     Cesariem regum, non candida virginis ornat     Colla, nec insigni splendet per cingula morsu."

"Weep not for Scio's children slain;     Their blood, by Turkish falchions shed,     Sends not its cry to Heaven in vain     For vengeance on th"

"Diamante falso y fingido, - Engastado en pedernal, &c.     "False diamond set in flint! the caverns of the mine     Are warmer than the breast"

"Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath,     When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf,     And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow b"

"An Indian girl was sitting where     Her lover, slain in battle, slept;     Her maiden veil, her own black hair,     Came down o'er eyes that w"

"A power is on the earth and in the air,     From which the vital spirit shrinks afraid,     And shelters him, in nooks of deepest shade,     Fr"

"All things that are on earth shall wholly pass away,     Except the love of God, which shall live and last for aye.     The forms of men shall b"

"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;     You"

"Thou unrelenting Past!     Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain,     And fetters, sure and fast,     Hold all that enter thy unbreathi"

"Your peaks are beautiful, ye Apennines!     In the soft light of these serenest skies;     From the broad highland region, black with pines,"

"'Tis noon. At noon the Hebrew bowed the knee     And worshipped, while the husbandmen withdrew     From the scorched field, and the wayfaring ma"

"Seven long years has the desert rain     Dropped on the clods that hide thy face;     Seven long years of sorrow and pain     I have thought of"

"I.     When to the common rest that crowns our days,     Called in the noon of life, the good man goes,     Or full of years, and ripe in wisdom,"

"When the radiant morn of creation broke,     And the world in the smile of God awoke,     And the empty realms of darkness and death     Were m"

"The summer day is closed, the sun is set:     Well they have done their office, those bright hours,     The latest of whose train goes softly ou"

"Oh silvery streamlet of the fields,     That flowest full and free!     For thee the rains of spring return,     The summer dews for thee;"

"A midnight black with clouds is in the sky;     I seem to feel, upon my limbs, the weight     Of its vast brooding shadow. All in vain     Turn"

"This little rill, that from the springs     Of yonder grove its current brings,     Plays on the slope a while, and then     Goes prattling int"

"The sad and solemn night     Hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;     The glorious host of light     Walk the dark hemisphere till she ret"

"Innocent child and snow-white flower!     Well are ye paired in your opening hour.     Thus should the pure and the lovely meet,     Stainless"

"Vientecico murmurador, Que lo gozas y andas todo, &c.     Airs, that wander and murmur round,     Bearing delight where'er ye blow!     Make"

"Our free flag is dancing     In the free mountain air,     And burnished arms are glancing,     And warriors gathering there;     And fearless"

"Thy bower is finished, fairest!     Fit bower for hunter's bride,     Where old woods overshadow     The green savanna's side.     I've wander"

"When insect wings are glistening in the beam     Of the low sun, and mountain-tops are bright,     Oh, let me, by the crystal valley-stream,"

"Gone is the long, long winter night;     Look, my beloved one!     How glorious, through his depths of light,     Rolls the majestic sun!"

"Wild was the day; the wintry sea     Moaned sadly on New-England's strand,     When first the thoughtful and the free,     Our fathers, trod th"

"The country ever has a lagging Spring,     Waiting for May to call its violets forth,     And June its roses, showers and sunshine bring,     S"

"Fair insect! that, with threadlike legs spread out,     And blood-extracting bill and filmy wing,     Does murmur, as thou slowly sail'st about,"

"The day had been a day of wind and storm;     The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,     And stooping from the zenith bright and warm     S"

"I would not always reason. The straight path     Wearies us with its never-varying lines,     And we grow melancholy. I would make     Reason m"

"The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,     Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear.     Heaped in the holl"

"To the town of Atienza, Molina's brave Alcayde,     The courteous and the valorous, led forth his bold brigade.     The Moor came back in triump"

"'Tis a bleak wild hill, but green and bright     In the summer warmth and the mid-day light;     There's the hum of the bee and the chirp of the"

"Thou who wouldst see the lovely and the wild     Mingled in harmony on Nature's face,     Ascend our rocky mountains. Let thy foot     Fail not"

"Ere, in the northern gale,     The summer tresses of the trees are gone,     The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,     Have put their glory"

"Cool shades and dews are round my way,     And silence of the early day;     Mid the dark rocks that watch his bed,     Glitters the mighty Hud"

"Is this a time to be cloudy and sad,     When our mother Nature laughs around;     When even the deep blue heavens look glad,     And gladness"

"The sea is mighty, but a mightier sways     His restless billows. Thou, whose hands have scooped     His boundless gulfs and built his shore, th"

"When he, who, from the scourge of wrong,     Aroused the Hebrew tribes to fly,     Saw the fair region, promised long,     And bowed him on the"