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William Cullen Bryant

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

Poems of William Cullen Bryant

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

The Death of the Flowers

The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread;
The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay,
And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.

Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood
In brighter light and softer airs, a b

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