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All Quotes by author - William C. Bryant

" All that tread, the globe are but a handful to the tribes, that slumber in its bosom. "

" And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death. "

" A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty. "

" A stable, changeless state, 'twere cause indeed to weep. "

" Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness - a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster - children into strength and athletic proportion. "

" Eloquence is the poetry of prose. "

" Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings. "

" 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. "

" Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign. "

" Poetry is that art which selects and arranges the symbols of thought in such a manner as to excite the imagination the most powerfully and delightfully. "

" Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness. "

" The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within. "

" The groves were God's first temples. "

" The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at. "

" 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. "

" There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by. "

" 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. "

" To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language. "

" Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger. "

" Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep. "

" Where hast thou wandered, gentle gale, to find the perfumes thou dost bring? "

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