A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.
William C. Bryant
Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.
William C. Bryant
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.
William C. Bryant
The groves were God's first temples.
William C. Bryant
Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.
William C. Bryant
Eloquence is the poetry of prose.
William C. Bryant
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.
William C. Bryant
Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness - a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster - children into strength and athletic proportion.
William C. Bryant