William Cullen Bryant Quotes and Quotations
Weep not that the world changes- did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were a cause indeed to weep.
The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear.
Eloquence is the poetry of prose.
To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language.
Truth crushed to earth shall rise again.