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

I think I shall return to America even a better patriot than when I left it. A citizen of the United States, travelling on the continent of Europe, finds the contrast between a government of power and a government of opinion forced upon him at every step.

William Cullen Bryant

The groves were God's first temples.

William Cullen Bryant

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

William Cullen Bryant

The Parisian has his amusements as regularly as his meals, the theatre, music, the dance, a walk in the Tuilleries, a refection in the cafe, to which ladies resort as commonly as the other sex. Perpetual business, perpetual labor, is a thing of which he seems to have no idea.

William Cullen Bryant

Eloquence is the poetry of prose.

William Cullen Bryant

Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.

William Cullen Bryant

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

William Cullen Bryant

Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness - a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster - children into strength and athletic proportion.

William Cullen Bryant

A stable, changeless state, 'twere cause indeed to weep.

William Cullen Bryant

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.

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A herd of prairie-wolves will enter a field of melons and quarrel about the division of the spoils as fiercely and noisily as so many politicians.

William Cullen Bryant

The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep tonight.

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To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language.

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

William Cullen Bryant

Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.

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The birch-bark canoe of the savage seems to me one of the most beautiful and perfect things of the kind constructed by human art.

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Thine eyes are springs in whose serene And silent waters heaven is seen. Their lashes are the herbs that look On their young figures in the brook.

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Where hast thou wandered, gentle gale, to find the perfumes thou dost bring?

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And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

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All that tread, the globe are but a handful to the tribes, that slumber in its bosom.

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Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness.

William Cullen Bryant

Loveliest of lovely things are they on earth that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour is prized beyond the sculptured flower.

William Cullen Bryant