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A midnight black with clouds is in the sky	A
I seem to feel upon my limbs the weight	B
Of its vast brooding shadow All in vain	C
Turns the tired eye in search of form no star	D
Pierces the pitchy veil no ruddy blaze	E
From dwellings lighted by the cheerful hearth	F
Tinges the flowering summits of the grass	G
No sound of life is heard no village hum	H
Nor measured tramp of footstep in the path	I
Nor rush of wing while on the breast of Earth	J
I lie and listen to her mighty voice	K
A voice of many tones sent up from streams	L
That wander through the gloom from woods unseen	M
Swayed by the sweeping of the tides of air	N
From rocky chasms where darkness dwells all day	O
And hollows of the great invisible hills	P
And sands that edge the ocean stretching far	D
Into the night a melancholy sound	Q
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O Earth dost thou too sorrow for the past	R
Like man thy offspring Do I hear thee mourn	S
Thy childhood's unreturning hours thy springs	T
Gone with their genial airs and melodies	U
The gentle generations of thy flowers	V
And thy majestic groves of olden time	W
Perished with all their dwellers Dost thou wail	X
For that fair age of which the poets tell	Y
Ere the rude winds grew keen with frost or fire	Z
Fell with the rains or spouted from the hills	P
To blast thy greenness while the virgin night	A2
Was guiltless and salubrious as the day	O
Or haply dost thou grieve for those that die	A
For living things that trod thy paths awhile	B2
The love of thee and heaven and now they sleep	C2
Mixed with the shapeless dust on which thy herds	D2
Trample and graze I too must grieve with thee	E2
O'er loved ones lost Their graves are far away	O
Upon thy mountains yet while I recline	F2
Alone in darkness on thy naked soil	G2
The mighty nourisher and burial place	H2
Of man I feel that I embrace their dust	I2
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Ha how the murmur deepens I perceive	J2
And tremble at its dreadful import Earth	J
Uplifts a general cry for guilt and wrong	K2
And heaven is listening The forgotten graves	L2
Of the heart broken utter forth their plaint	I2
The dust of her who loved and was betrayed	I2
And him who died neglected in his age	M2
The sepulchres of those who for mankind	I2
Laboured and earned the recompense of scorn	S
Ashes of martyrs for the truth and bones	N2
Of those who in the strife for liberty	I2
Were beaten down their corses given to dogs	O2
Their names to infamy all find a voice	K
The nook in which the captive overtoiled	I2
Lay down to rest at last and that which holds	P2
Childhood's sweet blossoms crushed by cruel hands	Q2
Send up a plaintive sound From battle fields	R2
Where heroes madly drave and dashed their hosts	S2
Against each other rises up a noise	T2
As if the armed multitudes of dead	I2
Stirred in their heavy slumber Mournful tones	N2
Come from the green abysses of the sea	I2
story of the crimes the guilty sought	I2
To hide beneath its waves The glens the groves	U2
Paths in the thicket pools of running brook	V2
And banks and depths of lake and streets and lanes	W2
Of cities now that living sounds are hushed	I2
Murmur of guilty force and treachery	I2
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Here where I rest the vales of Italy	I2
Are round me populous from early time	W
And field of the tremendous warfare waged	I2
'Twixt good and evil Who alas shall dare	N
Interpret to man's ear the mingled voice	K
That comes from her old dungeons yawning now	X2
To the black air her amphitheatres	K
Where the dew gathers on the mouldering stones	K
And fanes of banished gods and open tombs	K
And roofless palaces and streets and hearths	K
Of cities dug from their volcanic graves	K
I hear a sound of many languages	K
The utterance of nations now no more	Y2
Driven out by mightier as the days of heaven	Z2
Chase one another from the sky The blood	I2
Of freemen shed by freemen till strange lords	K
Came in the hour of weakness and made fast	I2
The yoke that yet is worn cries out to Heaven	Z2
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What then shall cleanse thy bosom gentle Earth	J
From all its painful memories of guilt	I2
The whelming flood or the renewing fire	Z
Or the slow change of time that so at last	I2
The horrid tale of perjury and strife	A3
Murder and spoil which men call history	I2
May seem a fable like the inventions told	I2
By poets of the gods of Greece O thou	X2
Who sittest far beyond the Atlantic deep	C2
Among the sources of thy glorious streams	K
My native Land of Groves a newer page	M2
In the great record of the world is thine	F2
Shall it be fairer Fear and friendly hope	B3
And envy watch the issue while the lines	K
By which thou shalt be judged are written down	C3

William Cullen Bryant

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