William Cullen Bryant quotes

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. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
All that tread, the globe are but a handful to the tribes, that slumber in its bosom. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at. View quote
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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. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
The groves were God's first temples. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep. View quote
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Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore Only among the crowd and under roofs That our frail hands have raised? (William Cullen Bryant)
Heed not the night; a summer lodge amid the wild is mine - 'Tis shadowed by the tulip-tree, 'tis mantled by the vine. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
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. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
All things that are on earth shall wholly pass away, Except the love of God, which shall live and last for aye. View quote
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The victory of endurance born. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
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. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end. (William Cullen Bryant)
And the blue gentian flower, that, in the breeze, Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
Glorious are the woods in their latest gold and crimson, Yet our full-leaved willows are in the freshest green. Such a kindly autumn, so mercifully dealing With the growths of summer, I never yet have seen. View quote
William Cullen Bryant
The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love; The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above. View quote
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. View quote
William Cullen Bryant