William Cullen Bryant
William Cullen Bryant
William Cullen Bryantwas an American romantic poet, journalist, and long-time editor of the New York Evening Post...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth3 November 1794
CountryUnited States of America
deep glory riches strength thy
Deep in the brightness of the skiesThe thronging years in glory rise.And, as they fleet,Drop strength and riches at thy feet.
bolt born endurance foul heed hissing nor shall side surely thy victory
Nor heed the shaft too surely cast, The foul and hissing bolt of scorn; For with thy side shall dwell, at last, The victory of endurance born
forth open
Go forth under the open sky, and listTo Nature's teachings.
boundless certain lead sky steps thy tread zone
He who, from zone to zone,Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight,In the long way that I must tread alone,Will lead my steps aright.
boundless certain guides lead sky steps thy tread zone
He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
breath delicate forest great issues soul upholding visible
That delicate forest flower,With scented breath and look so like a smile,Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould,An emanation of the indwelling Life,A visible token of the upholding Love,That are the soul of this great universe.
breath delicate forest great issues smiles soul universe upholding visible
That delicate forest flower, With scented breath and look so like a smile, Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visible token of the upholding Love, That are the soul of this great universe.
haste lingering love might
But if, around my place of sleep,The friends I love should come to weep,They might not haste to go.Soft airs, and song, and light, and bloomShould keep them lingering by my tomb.
above behold eyes fearful leave race region ruins stones trace vanish white
But I behold a fearful sign,To which the white men's eyes are blind;Their race may vanish hence, like mine,And leave no trace behind,Save ruins o'er the region spread,And the white stones above the dead.
above behold eyes fearful leave race region ruins save stones trace vanish white
But I behold a fearful sign, To which the white men's eyes are blind; Their race may vanish hence, like mine, And leave no trace behind, Save ruins o'er the region spread, And the white stones above the dead.
gathering giant hear man
Chained in the market-place he stood,A man of giant frame,Amid the gathering multitudeThat shrunk to hear his name.
age age-and-aging dim draws life thy
Childhood, with all its mirth,Youth, Manhood, Age that draws us to the ground,And last, Man's Life on earth,Glide to thy dim dominions, and are bound.
dim gaze image shall tears thy till wilder
Gaze on them, till the tears shall dim thy sight,But keep that earlier, wilder image bright.
bright fast figures flitting left secret somewhere tears
How fast the flitting figures come!The mild, the fierce, the stony face;Some bright with thoughtless smiles, and someWhere secret tears have left their trace.