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Fountain that springest on this grassy slope	A
Thy quick cool murmur mingles pleasantly	B
With the cool sound of breezes in the beach	C
Above me in the noontide Thou dost wear	D
No stain of thy dark birthplace gushing up	E
From the red mould and slimy roots of earth	F
Thou flashest in the sun The mountain air	D
In winter is not clearer nor the dew	G
That shines on mountain blossom Thus doth God	H
Bring from the dark and foul the pure and bright	I
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This tangled thicket on the bank above	J
Thy basin how thy waters keep it green	K
For thou dost feed the roots of the wild vine	L
That trails all over it and to the twigs	M
Ties fast her clusters There the spice bush lifts	N
Her leafy lances the viburnum there	D
Paler of foliage to the sun holds up	E
Her circlet of green berries In and out	O
The chipping sparrow in her coat of brown	P
Steals silently lest I should mark her nest	Q
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Not such thou wert of yore ere yet the axe	R
Had smitten the old woods Then hoary trunks	S
Of oak and plane and hickory o'er thee held	T
A mighty canopy When April winds	U
Grew soft the maple burst into a flush	V
Of scarlet flowers The tulip tree high up	E
Opened in airs of June her multitude	W
Of golden chalices to humming birds	X
And silken winged insects of the sky	Y
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Frail wood plants clustered round thy edge in Spring	Z
The liverleaf put forth her sister blooms	A2
Of faintest blue Here the quick footed wolf	B2
Passing to lap thy waters crushed the flower	C2
Of sanguinaria from whose brittle stem	D2
The red drops fell like blood The deer too left	E2
Her delicate foot print in the soft moist mould	F2
And on the fallen leaves The slow paced bear	D
In such a sultry summer noon as this	G2
Stopped at thy stream and drank and leaped across	H2
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But thou hast histories that stir the heart	I2
With deeper feeling while I look on thee	B
They rise before me I behold the scene	K
Hoary again with forests I behold	F2
The Indian warrior whom a hand unseen	K
Has smitten with his death wound in the woods	J2
Creep slowly to thy well known rivulet	F2
And slake his death thirst Hark that quick fierce cry	Y
That rends the utter silence 'tis the whoop	K2
Of battle and a throng of savage men	L2
With naked arms and faces stained like blood	F2
Fill the green wilderness the long bare arms	M2
Are heaved aloft bows twang and arrows stream	N2
Each makes a tree his shield and every tree	B
Sends forth its arrow Fierce the fight and short	F2
As is the whirlwind Soon the conquerors	O2
And conquered vanish and the dead remain	P2
Mangled by tomahawks The mighty woods	J2
Are still again the frighted bird comes back	Q2
And plumes her wings but thy sweet waters run	R2
Crimson with blood Then as the sun goes down	P
Amid the deepening twilight I descry	B
Figures of men that crouch and creep unheard	F2
And bear away the dead The next day's shower	B
Shall wash the tokens of the fight away	S2
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I look again a hunter's lodge is built	F2
With poles and boughs beside thy crystal well	T2
While the meek autumn stains the woods with gold	F2
And sheds his golden sunshine To the door	B
The red man slowly drags the enormous bear	B
Slain in the chestnut thicket or flings down	P
The deer from his strong shoulders Shaggy fells	U2
Of wolf and cougar hang upon the walls	V2
And loud the black eyed Indian maidens laugh	W2
That gather from the rustling heaps of leaves	X2
The hickory's white nuts and the dark fruit	F2
That falls from the gray butternut's long boughs	Y2
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So centuries passed by and still the woods	J2
Blossomed in spring and reddened when the year	B
Grew chill and glistened in the frozen rains	Z2
Of winter till the white man swung the axe	R
Beside thee signal of a mighty change	A3
Then all around was heard the crash of trees	B3
Trembling awhile and rushing to the ground	F2
The low of ox and shouts of men who fired	F2
The brushwood or who tore the earth with ploughs	Y2
The grain sprang thick and tall and hid in green	K
The blackened hill side ranks of spiky maize	C3
Rose like a host embattled the buckwheat	F2
Whitened broad acres sweetening with its flowers	O2
The August wind White cottages were seen	K
With rose trees at the windows barns from which	D3
Came loud and shrill the crowing of the cock	E3
Pastures where rolled and neighed the lordly horse	F3
And white flocks browsed and bleated A rich turf	G3
Of grasses brought from far o'ercrept thy bank	H3
Spotted with the white clover Blue eyed girls	I3
Brought pails and dipped them in thy crystal pool	J3
And children ruddy cheeked and flaxen haired	F2
Gathered the glistening cowslip from thy edge	K3
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Since then what steps have trod thy border Here	B
On thy green bank the woodmann of the swamp	L3
Has laid his axe the reaper of the hill	M3
His sickle as they stooped to taste thy stream	N2
The sportsman tired with wandering in the still	M3
September noon has bathed his heated brow	B
In thy cool current Shouting boys let loose	N3
For a wild holiday have quaintly shaped	F2
Into a cup the folded linden leaf	O3
And dipped thy sliding crystal From the wars	P3
Returning the plumed soldier by thy side	F2
Has sat and mused how pleasant 'twere to dwell	T2
In such a spot and be as free as thou	B
And move for no man's bidding more At eve	Q3
When thou wert crimson with the crimson sky	Y
Lovers have gazed upon thee and have thought	F2
Their mingled lives should flow as peacefully	B
And brightly as thy waters Here the sage	R3
Gazing into thy self replenished depth	S3
Has seen eternal order circumscribe	T3
And bind the motions of eternal change	A3
And from the gushing of thy simple fount	F2
Has reasoned to the mighty universe	U3
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Is there no other change for thee that lurks	V3
Among the future ages Will not man	W3
Seek out strange arts to wither and deform	X3
The pleasant landscape which thou makest green	K
Or shall the veins that feed thy constant stream	N2
Be choked in middle earth and flow no more	B
For ever that the water plants along	Y3
Thy channel perish and the bird in vain	P2
Alight to drink Haply shall these green hills	Z3
Sink with the lapse of years into the gulf	A4
Of ocean waters and thy source be lost	F2
Amidst the bitter brine Or shall they rise	B4
Upheaved in broken cliffs and airy peaks	C4
Haunts of the eagle and the snake and thou	B
Gush midway from the bare and barren steep	D4

William Cullen Bryant

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