The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1878-07-31
Thanatopsis.
By WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT, a. d. 1912

To him, who in the love of nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
A various language; for his gayer hours
She has voice of gladness, and smile,
And eloquencc of beauty; and she gides
Into his darker musings with mild
And gentle sympathy that steals away
Their sharpness ere he is aware.
When thoughts
OF the last bitter hour come like blight
Over thy spirit, and sad images
OF the stern agony and shroud and pail,
And breathless darkness, and the narrow
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Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart;
Go forth into the open sky, and list 49,.
To Natures teaching, While, from all around
Comes still voice. Sf
-E , Yet a few days, and thee
The all beholaing sun shall see no more
In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground,
Where thy pale form was laid, with many
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Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist vs..
Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall
Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again;
And, lost each human trace, surrendering up
Thine individual being, thou shalt go saes.f
To mix forever with the clements -.4 lbs.
To be 4 brother to the insens. bic rock, .
And 10 the sluggish clod which the rude
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Turns with his share, and treads upon. The
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Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy
mold.
Yet not to thy eternal resting place, -tst
Shalt thou retire alone-nor could'st thou
wish
Couch more extravaganza Thou shalt lie
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With patriarchs of the infant world with
kings, ..a..-
The powerful OF the ear h, the wise, the good,
Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past;
All in one mighty sepulchre.
The hills, ......
Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun; the wales,
Stretching in pensive Quietness between;
The venerable woods; rivers that move
In majesty, and the complaining brooks
That make the meadow green; and poured
around all.
Old oceans Gray and melancholy waste,
Are but the spoken decorations all
Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun,
The planets, all the intite host of heaven,
Are shining on the sad abodes of death,
Through the stin lapse of ages.
All that tread
The globe, are but handful, to the tribes
That slumber in its BOSOM Take the wings
OF morning. and the Barcan desert pierce,
Or, lose thyself in the continuous woods
Where rolls the oregon, and hears no sound
Save its own dashings-yet the dead are there;
And millions in those solitudes, since first
The fghI of years began. have laid them down
In their last sleep; the dead reign there alone.
So shalt thou rest; and what if thou shalt fall
Unnoticed by the living, and no friend u.
Take note of thy departure? All that breathe
Win share thy destiny. The gay will laugh
When thou art gone; the solemn brood Of
care
Plod on; and each one, as before, will chase
His favorite. zphantom; yet, all these shall
leave
Their mirth, and their enjoyments, and shall
come
And make their bed with thee. .-
AS the long train
OF ages glide away, the sons of men,
The youth, in life's green spring, and he who
goes
In the full strength of years, matron, and maid
The bowed with age, the infant, in the smiles
And beauty Of innocent age cut off
Shall, one by one, be gathered to thy side,
BY those who, in their turn, shall follow them.
So live, that when thy summons comes tojoin
The lnnumerable caravan that moves
10 the pale realms Of shade, where each shall
take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go, not like the quarry slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and
soothed
Byan nnalterng trust, approach thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams