Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
America: Vols. XXV–XXIX. 1876–79.
Lines on Revisiting the Country
By William Cullen Bryant (1794–1878)I
Broad, round, and green, that in the summer sky,
With garniture of waving grass and grain,
Orchards, and beechen forests, basking lie;
While deep the sunless glens are scooped between,
Where brawl o’er shallow beds the streams unseen.
And ever restless feet of one, who, now,
Gathers the blossoms of her fourth bright year;
There plays a gladness o’er her fair young brow,
As breaks the varied scene upon her sight,
Upheaved and spread in verdure and in light.
To gaze upon the mountains,—to behold
With deep affection the pure ample sky,
And clouds along its blue abysses rolled,—
To love the song of waters, and to hear
The melody of winds with charméd ear.
Its horrid sounds, and its polluted air;
And, where the season’s milder fervors beat,
And gales, that sweep the forest borders, bear
The song of bird, and sound of running stream,
Am come awhile to wander and to dream.
In this pure air, the plague that walks unseen.
The maize leaf and the maple bough but take,
From thy strong heats, a deeper, glossier green.
The mountain wind, that faints not in thy ray,
Sweeps the blue steams of pestilence away.
The wide earth knows; when, in the sultry time,
He stoops him from his vast cerulean hall,
He seems the breath of a celestial clime!
As if from heaven’s wide-open gates did flow
Health and refreshment on the world below.