William Cullen Bryant

(November 3, 1794 – June 12, 1878 / Boston)

William Cullen Bryant Poems

61. The Death of Abraham Lincoln 4/5/2010
62. The Damsel Of Peru 4/5/2010
63. The Crowded Street 4/5/2010
64. The Count Of Griers 4/5/2010
65. The Constellations 1/3/2003
66. The Conqueror’s Grave 4/5/2010
67. The Conjunction Of Jupiter And Venus 4/5/2010
68. The Child's Funeral 4/5/2010
69. The Burial Place 4/5/2010
70. The Battle-Field 4/5/2010
71. The Arctic Lover 4/5/2010
72. The Antiquity Of Freedom 4/5/2010
73. The Alcayde Of Molina 4/5/2010
74. The Ages 4/5/2010
75. The African Chief 4/5/2010
76. Thanatopsis 5/13/2001
77. Summer Wind 1/3/2003
78. Spring in Town 12/31/2002
79. Sonnet From The Portuguese Of Semedo 4/5/2010
80. Song of the Stars 4/5/2010

Consumption

Ay, thou art for the grave; thy glances shine
Too brightly to shine long; another Spring
Shall deck her for men's eyes---but not for thine---
Sealed in a sleep which knows no wakening.
The fields for thee have no medicinal leaf,
And the vexed ore no mineral of power;
And they who love thee wait in anxious grief
Till the slow plague shall bring the final hour.
Glide softly to thy rest then; Death should come

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