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Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.

William C. Bryant

Cause

State

World

Eloquence is the poetry of prose.

And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

William C. Bryant

Death

Smiles

A stable, changeless state, 'twere cause indeed to weep.

William C. Bryant

Cause

State

A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.

William C. Bryant

Beauty

Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness - a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster - children into strength and athletic proportion.

Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.

William C. Bryant

Truth

Error

To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language.

Thine eyes are springs in whose serene And silent waters heaven is seen. Their lashes are the herbs that look On their young figures in the brook.

William C. Bryant

Eyes

Heaven

The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.

William C. Bryant

February

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

Loveliest of lovely things are they on earth that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour is prized beyond the sculptured flower.

William C. Bryant

Earth

Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.

William C. Bryant

Pain

Winning isn't everything, but it beats anything in second place.

William C. Bryant

Winning

Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness.