Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste.
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How shall I know thee in the sphere which keepsThe disembodied spirits of the dead,When all of thee that time could wither sleepsAnd perishes among the dust we treadWilliam 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.
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Tender pauses speakThe overflow of gladness,When words are all too weak.
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Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.
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And thus decreed the court above--
"Since Love is blind from Folly's blow,
Let Folly be the guide of Love,
Where'er the boy may choose to go.
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The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown And sear.
William Cullen Bryant
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