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To a Waterfowl by William Cullen Bryant

By William Cullen Bryant

Topics: sad-shayari, nature-poetry, motivational-lines

Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide,

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"Whither, midst falling dew,..."

"To a Waterfowl" by William Cullen Bryant is a sad and nature and inspirational english poem consisting of 39 lines. This English poem by William Cullen Bryant demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day...", this piece explores themes of sad and nature and inspirational through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. William Cullen Bryant's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant (1794–1878) was an American poet and journalist. His poem "Thanatopsis" (1817) was the first major American poem. He edited the New York Evening Post for 50 years and was a champion of American poetry.

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