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Literary
November 12, 1828
Constitutional Whig
Richmond, Virginia
What is this article about?
A sonnet by Bryant welcoming the south wind of autumn, likening it to a serene old age and peaceful passing, amid woods, brooks, and kind companionship.
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SONNET.
Oh, thou art welcome; heaven's delicious breath
When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf.
And sun's grows meek, and the mock-bird's songs grow brief,
And the year's smiles as it draws near its death.
Wind of the sunny South!--Oh, long delay
In the gay woods, and in the golden air!--
Like to a good old age, released from care,
Journeying, in long serenity, away.
In such a bright, late, quiet, would that I
Might wear out life, like thou, 'mid bowers & brooks,
And, dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks,
And music of kind voices ever nigh;
And when my last sand twinkles in the glass,
Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass.
BRYANT.
Oh, thou art welcome; heaven's delicious breath
When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf.
And sun's grows meek, and the mock-bird's songs grow brief,
And the year's smiles as it draws near its death.
Wind of the sunny South!--Oh, long delay
In the gay woods, and in the golden air!--
Like to a good old age, released from care,
Journeying, in long serenity, away.
In such a bright, late, quiet, would that I
Might wear out life, like thou, 'mid bowers & brooks,
And, dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks,
And music of kind voices ever nigh;
And when my last sand twinkles in the glass,
Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass.
BRYANT.
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
What themes does it cover?
Nature
Death Mortality
Seasonal Cycle
What keywords are associated?
Autumn Wind
South Wind
Peaceful Death
Nature Reflection
Sonnet
What entities or persons were involved?
Bryant.
Literary Details
Title
Sonnet.
Author
Bryant.
Key Lines
Oh, Thou Art Welcome; Heaven's Delicious Breath
Wind Of The Sunny South! Oh, Long Delay
In Such A Bright, Late, Quiet, Would That I
Might Wear Out Life, Like Thou, 'Mid Bowers & Brooks,
Pass Silently From Men, As Thou Dost Pass.