Tuesday, November 05, 2013

Why rewrite it when it's said so perfectly?


  by William Cullen Bryant

Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun!
One mellow smile through the soft vapory air,
Ere, o'er the frozen earth, the loud winds run,
Or snows are sifted o'er the meadows bare.
One smile on the brown hills and naked trees,
And the dark rocks whose summer wreaths are cast,
And the blue gentian flower, that, in the breeze,
Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last.
Yet a few sunny days, in which the bee
Shall murmur by the hedge that skirts the way,
The cricket chirp upon the russet lea,
And man delight to linger in thy ray.
Yet one rich smile, and we will try to bear
The piercing winter frost, and winds, and darkened air.

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  1. That idea of 'one smile more', so beautiful, isn't it? And my favorite: "Yet a few sunny days, in which the bee/Shall murmur by the hedge that skirts the way"
    Thanks Julie!

  2. I've got to say I'm very jealous of your sunshine out in Colo! "One smile more," please, sun?