William Cullen Bryant:
(Cummington, 3 November 1794 – New York, 12 June 1878).
American Romantic nature poet and journalist who belonged to the group of the Fireside Poets.

The quiet August noon has come. A slumberous silence fills the sky. The winds are still, the trees are dumb. In glassy sleep, the waters lie.

The linden, in the fervors of July, hums with a louder concert.

Do not the bright June roses blow to meet thy kiss at morning hours?

The August cloud melts into streams of rain.

Autumn: the last and most beautiful smile of the year.

The February sunshine steeps your boughs, and tints the buds, and swells the leaves within.
