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From The Spanish Of Villegas.(Translations.)

By William Cullen Bryant

Topics: classic

'Tis sweet, in the green Spring,     To gaze upon the wakening fields around;     Birds in the thicket sing,     Winds whisper, waters prattle from the ground;     A thousand odours rise,     Breathed up from blossoms of a thousand dyes.     Shadowy, and close, and cool,     The pine and poplar keep their quiet nook;     For ever fresh and full,     Shines, at their feet, the thirst-inviting brook;     And the soft herbage seems     Spread for a place of banquets and of dreams.     Thou, who alone art fair,     And whom alone I love, art far away.     Unless thy smile be there,     It makes me sad to see the earth so gay;     I care not if the train     Of leaves, and flowers, and zephyrs go again.

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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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