William Cullen Bryant was an American romantic poet, journalist, and long-time editor of the New York Evening Post.
Weep not that the world changes -- did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were a cause indeed to weep. Change Quotes, by William Cullen Bryant 0 out of 5 stars0 votes
Weep not that the world changes -- did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were a cause indeed to weep.
The groves were God's first temples. Nature Quotes, by William Cullen Bryant 0 out of 5 stars0 votes
The groves were God's first temples.
Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign. Pain Quotes, by William Cullen Bryant 0 out of 5 stars0 votes
Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.
Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger. Truth Quotes, by William Cullen Bryant 0 out of 5 stars0 votes
Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.
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