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Mutation

HEY talk of short-lived pleasure–be it so–
Pain dies as quickly: stem, hard-featured pain
Expires, and lets her weary prisoner go.
The fiercest agonies have shortest reign;
And after dreams of horror, comes again
The welcome morning with its rays of peace.
Oblivion, softly wiping out the stain,
Makes the strong secret pangs of shame to cease.
Remorse is virtue’s root; its fair increase
Are fruits of innocence and blessedness:
Thus joy, o’erborne and bound, doth still release
His young limbs from the chains that round him press.
Weep not that the world changes–did it keep
A stable changeless state, ’twere cause indeed to weep.

~ William Cullen Bryant

 

Please take a brief moment in time…to remember this most  rare and delicate man.   His thoughts were often enlivened by nature, his companion of most times.  He was elated by his surroundings.  There is something to be said…for those who are obliged  to simple beauty and decisive truth.  Romanticism holds its place in isolation, yet there is something to behold there…

 

Here is a place to follow…if you wish to find more:

http://myweb.wvnet.edu/~jelkins/lp-2001/bryant.html

and

http://ampoarchive.wordpress.com/2009/06/04/library-bryant-1821/

 

 

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"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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