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The time has been that these wild solitudes	A
Yet beautiful as wild were trod by me	B
Oftener than now and when the ills of life	C
Had chafed my spirit when the unsteady pulse	A
Beat with strange flutterings I would wander forth	D
And seek the woods The sunshine on my path	E
Was to me as a friend The swelling hills	A
The quiet dells retiring far between	F
With gentle invitation to explore	G
Their windings were a calm society	B
That talked with me and soothed me Then the chant	H
Of birds and chime of brooks and soft caress	A
Of the fresh sylvan air made me forget	I
The thoughts that broke my peace and I began	J
To gather simples by the fountain's brink	K
And lose myself in day dreams While I stood	L
In nature's loneliness I was with one	M
With whom I early grew familiar one	M
Who never had a frown for me whose voice	A
Never rebuked me for the hours I stole	N
From cares I loved not but of which the world	O
Deems highest to converse with her When shrieked	P
The bleak November winds and smote the woods	A
And the brown fields were herbless and the shades	A
That met above the merry rivulet	P
Were spoiled I sought I loved them still they seemed	P
Like old companions in adversity	P
Still there was beauty in my walks the brook	Q
Bordered with sparkling frost work was as gay	R
As with its fringe of summer flowers Afar	S
The village with its spires the path of streams	A
And dim receding valleys hid before	G
By interposing trees lay visible	T
Through the bare grove and my familiar haunts	A
Seemed new to me Nor was I slow to come	U
Among them when the clouds from their still skirts	A
Had shaken down on earth the feathery snow	V
And all was white The pure keen air abroad	P
Albeit it breathed no scent of herb nor heard	P
Love call of bird nor merry hum of bee	P
Was not the air of death Bright mosses crept	P
Over the spotted trunks and the close buds	A
That lay along the boughs instinct with life	C
Patient and waiting the soft breath of Spring	W
Feared not the piercing spirit of the North	D
The snow bird twittered on the beechen bough	X
And 'neath the hemlock whose thick branches bent	P
Beneath its bright cold burden and kept dry	Y
A circle on the earth of withered leaves	A
The partridge found a shelter Through the snow	V
The rabbit sprang away The lighter track	Z
Of fox and the racoon's broad path were there	A2
Crossing each other From his hollow tree	P
The squirrel was abroad gathering the nuts	A
Just fallen that asked the winter cold and sway	R
Of winter blast to shake them from their hold	P
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But Winter has yet brighter scenes he boasts	A
Splendours beyond what gorgeous Summer knows	A
Or Autumn with his many fruits and woods	A
All flushed with many hues Come when the rains	A
Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice	A
While the slant sun of February pours	A
Into the bowers a flood of light Approach	B2
The incrusted surface shall upbear thy steps	A
And the broad arching portals of the grove	C2
Welcome thy entering Look the massy trunks	A
Are cased in the pure crystal each light spray	R
Nodding and tinkling in the breath of heaven	M
Is studded with its trembling water drops	A
That stream with rainbow radiance as they move	D2
But round the parent stem the long low boughs	A
Bend in a glittering ring and arbours hide	P
The glassy floor Oh you might deem the spot	P
The spacious cavern of some virgin mine	E2
Deep in the womb of earth where the gems grow	V
And diamonds put forth radiant rods and bud	P
With amethyst and topaz and the place	A
Lit up most royally with the pure beam	F2
That dwells in them Or haply the vast hall	G2
Of fairy palace that outlasts the night	P
And fades not in the glory of the sun	M
Where crystal columns send forth slender shafts	A
And crossing arches and fantastic aisles	A
Wind from the sight in brightness and are lost	P
Among the crowded pillars Raise thine eye	Y
Thou seest no cavern roof no palace vault	P
There the blue sky and the white drifting cloud	P
Look in Again the wildered fancy dreams	A
Of spouting fountains frozen as they rose	A
And fixed with all their branching jets in air	A2
And all their sluices sealed All all is light	P
Light without shade But all shall pass away	R
With the next sun From numberless vast trunks	A
Loosened the crashing ice shall make a sound	P
Like the far roar of rivers and the eve	H2
Shall close o'er the brown woods as it was wont	P
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And it is pleasant when the noisy streams	A
Are just set free and milder suns melt off	I2
The plashy snow save only the firm drift	P
In the deep glen or the close shade of pines	A
'Tis pleasant to behold the wreaths of smoke	J2
Roll up among the maples of the hill	K2
Where the shrill sound of youthful voices wakes	A
The shriller echo as the clear pure lymph	L2
That from the wounded trees in twinkling drops	A
Falls mid the golden brightness of the morn	M2
Is gathered in with brimming pails and oft	P
Wielded by sturdy hands the stroke of axe	A
Makes the woods ring Along the quiet air	A2
Come and float calmly off the soft light clouds	A
Such as you see in summer and the winds	A
Scarce stir the branches Lodged in sunny cleft	P
Where the cold breezes come not blooms alone	N2
The little wind flower whose just opened eye	Y
Is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at	P
Startling the loiterer in the naked groves	A
With unexpected beauty for the time	O2
Of blossoms and green leaves is yet afar	S
And ere it comes the encountering winds shall oft	P
Muster their wrath again and rapid clouds	A
Shade heaven and bounding on the frozen earth	P2
Shall fall their volleyed stores rounded like hail	Q2
And white like snow and the loud North again	R2
Shall buffet the vexed forest in his rage	S2

William Cullen Bryant

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