William Cullen Bryant Quotes

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings,
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. Thanatopsis (l. 14-15). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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Another hand thy sword shall wield, Another hand the standard wave, Till from the trumpet's mouth is pealed The blast of triumph o'er thy grave.
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Battle-Field (l. 41-44). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
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Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; Th' eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Battle-Field (l. 33-36). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
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Once this soft turf, this rivulet's sands, Were trampled by a hurrying crowd,
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Battle-Field (l. 1-2). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
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Ah! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her brave— Gushed, warm with hope and courage yet, Upon the soil they fought to save.
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Battle-Field (l. 5-8). . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.
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Pure was thy life; its bloody close Hath placed thee with the sons of light, Among the noble host of those Who perished in the cause of Right.
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Death of Lincoln (l. 13-16). . . Norton Anthology of American Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Nina Baym and others, eds. (2d ed., 1985) W. W. Norton & Company.
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In sorrow by thy bier we stand, Amid the awe that hushes all, And speak the anguish of a land That shook with horror at thy fall.
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Death of Lincoln (l. 5-8). . . Norton Anthology of American Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Nina Baym and others, eds. (2d ed., 1985) W. W. Norton & Company.
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And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side,
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Death of the Flowers (l. 25-26). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse in America, The. Donald Hall, ed. (1985) Oxford University Press.
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Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas! they all are in their graves;
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Death of the Flowers (l. 7-9). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse in America, The. Donald Hall, ed. (1985) Oxford University Press.
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The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year— Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. The Death of the Flowers (l. 1-2). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse in America, The. Donald Hall, ed. (1985) Oxford University Press.
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