“The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love; The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above.” TreeClimbsIvySprayLaurelsRuggedMingling Author:William C. Bryant
“On my cornice linger the ripe black grapes ungathered; Children fill the groves with the echoes of their glee, Gathering tawny chestnuts, and shouting when beside them Drops the heavy fruit of the tall black-walnut tree.” ChildrenBlackTreeFruitHeavyTallEchoesGatheringGrapesNovemberRipeShoutingGleeGroveChestnutsWalnutsWalnut Trees Author:William C. Bryant
“Beautiful isles! beneath the sunset skies tall, silver-shafted palm-trees rise, between full orange-trees that shade the living colonade.” BeautifulTreeSkySunsetSilverTallShadeOrangePalmsIslePalm TreesOrange Trees Author:William C. Bryant
“Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven.” LooksHandsEarthFatherHeavenSunTreeShotsFairsGreenRoseNakedRoofBreezeColumnsGreen Leaves Author:William C. Bryant
“Ere, in the northern gale, The summer tresses of the trees are gone, The woods of Autumn, all around our vale, Have put their glory on.” FallGoneTreeSummerGloryWoodsAutumnGaleTresses Author:William C. Bryant
“Heed not the night; A summer lodge amid the wild is mine, 'Tis shadowed by the tulip-tree, 'Tis mantled by the vine.” NightTreeMinesSummerJuneHeedVinesLodges Author:William C. Bryant
“The groves were God's first temples.” FirstsNatureTreeForestsTemplesCathedralsGroveTree Of LifeIncenseForests And TreesSupplicationArbor DayInspirational TreeOlive Trees Book:The Letters of William Cullen Bryant: 1865-1871 Source: The Letters of William Cullen Bryant: 1865-1871
“But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame.” MightTreeListeningLoversMarkShameBreatheFlamesMaidsMaidensCrimsonCanopy Author:William C. Bryant
“Come when the rains Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light. Approach! The incrusted surface shall upbear thy steps And the broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering.” LightStepsSunTreeApproachRainSurfaceSnowWelcomeIceBroadsFloodEnteringFebruaryPortalGrove Author:William C. Bryant
“When April winds Grew soft, the maple burst into a flush Of scarlet flowers. The tulip tree, high up, Opened in airs of June her multitude Of golden chalices to humming-birds And silken-wing'd insects of the sky.” AirTreeSkyWindFlowerGrewBirdWingsGoldenMultipleInsectsJuneAprilScarletHummingMapleChalice Author:William C. Bryant
