Poems by William Cullen Bryant
"Blessed are they that Mourn"
... Though life its common gifts deny,-- ...
The Hunter Of The Prairies
... Is breathed from wastes by plough unbroke ...
The Arctic Lover
... How glorious, through his depths of light, ...
Romero
... And the wealth of all thy harvest-fields for the pampered lord and priest ...
The Damsel Of Peru
... Thou look'st in vain, sweet maiden, the sharpest sight would fail ...
The Crowded Street
... The cold dark hours, how slow the light, ...
Version Of A Fragment Of Simonides
... "Yet, dear one, sleep, and sleep, ye winds ...
The Journey Of Life
... Glance through, and leave unwarmed the death-like air ...
Noon
... Their broadening leaves grow glossier, and their sprays ...
The Greek Partisan
... The blood that warms their hearts shall stain ...
The Rivulet
... Upon yon hill The tall old maples, verdant still, ...
Midsummer
... The bird has sought his tree, the snake his den, ...
My Autumn Walk
... When the groves are in their prime, &emsp ...
The Old Man's Counsel
... " Long since that white-haired ancient slept--but still, ...
The Alcayde Of Molina
... These eyes shall not recall thee, though they meet no more thine own, ...
