Poems by William Cullen Bryant
The White-Footed Deer
... There shrieks the hovering hawk at noon, ...
A Forest Hymn
... Dost scare the world with falling thunderbolts, or fill, ...
To Cole, The Painter, Departing For Europe
... A SONNET. Thine eyes shall see the light of distant skies: ...
Seventy-Six
... Grew quick with God's creating breath, ...
The Hurricane
... Darker--still darker! the whirlwinds bear ...
The Gladness of Nature
... There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, ...
The Massacre at Scio
... Their blood, by Turkish falchions shed, ...
America
... There s freedom at thy gates and rest ...
The Yellow Violet
... Yet slight thy form, and low thy seat, ...
Thanatopsis
... So live, that when thy summons comes to join ...
To the Fringed Gentian
... O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, ...
A Scene At The Banks Of The Hudson
... Through which the white clouds come and go, ...
The West Wind
... On thy soft breath, the new-fledged bird ...
A Winter Piece
... When shrieked The bleak November winds, and smote the woods, ...
The Child's Funeral
... Black crags behind thee pierce the clear blue skies ...
