Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

- William C. Bryant

Truth crushed to the earth will rise again!

- William C. Bryant

The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.

- William C. Bryant

Virtue cannot dwell with slaves, nor reign O'er those who cower to take a tyrant's yoke.

- William C. Bryant

The right to discuss freely and openly, by speech, by the pen, by the press, all political questions, and to examine the animadvert upon all politica…

- William C. Bryant

The groves were God's first temples.

- William C. Bryant

The press, important as is its office, is but the servant of the human intellect, and its ministry is for good or for evil, according to the characte…

- William C. Bryant

Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.

- William C. Bryant

The stormy March has come at last, With winds and clouds and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast That through the snowy valley flies.

- William C. Bryant