A Walk at Sunset (William Cullen Bryant Poems)
When insect wings are glistening in the beamOf the low sun, and mountain-tops are bright,Oh, let me, by the crystal ...
When insect wings are glistening in the beamOf the low sun, and mountain-tops are bright,Oh, let me, by the crystal ...
Ere, in the northern gale,The summer tresses of the trees are gone,The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,Have put ...
OH mother of a mighty race,Yet lovely in thy youthful grace!The elder dames, thy haughty peers,Admire and hate thy blooming ...
Beautiful cloud! with folds so soft and fair, Swimming in the pure quiet air! Thy fleeces bathed in sunlight, while ...
Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost ...
Oh, slow to smit and swift to spare, Gentle and merciful and just! Who, in the fear of God, didst ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Ay, thou art for the grave; thy glances shine Too brightly to shine long; another Spring Shall deck her for ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
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