A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.
Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.
Poetry is that art which selects and arranges the symbols of thought in such a manner as to excite the imagination the most powerfully and delightfully.
The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep tonight.
There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye: There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.
Where hast thou wandered, gentle gale, to find the perfumes thou dost bring?
The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.
With the help of this images you can make your own " William C. Bryant Image Quotes"
All the Images, Wallpapers, Backgrounds, Pictures, Graphics, Arts are Copyrighted to The Respective Creators, Designers and Authors.
We Don't Intend to Showcase Copyright Images, Pictures, Graphics, Arts.
The Wallpapers, Arts, Graphics available on our website are for Personal Use Only (For Desktops, Laptops, Mobiles, Tablets Screen Backgrounds).
None of the Image should be used for Commercial Purpose.