By Dyrez Ribeiro

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Bryant was born November 3, 1794 in a log cabin near Cummington, Massachusetts, which is now a museum. After just two years at Williams College, he studied law in Worthington and Bridgewater in Massachusetts, and he was admitted to the bar in Bryant developed an interest in poetry early in life. He was considered a child- prodigy, publishing his first poem at age ten and his first book when he was thirteen, a political satire of an embargo policy of Thomas Jefferson. Bryant studied both Latin and Greek and had access to a library full of the classics, which explains many of the classical allusions in his poetry. Dr Bryant, his father, was a physician and interceded in many points of Bryant's life. He pushed Bryant towards the legal profession, helped critique and even sent his poems, without his son's approval, to literary magazines, and helped to publish his first book, Embargo. Bryant was very intelligent & was Famous with a Poem called Thanatopsis.

Bryant was in love with nature. Bryant Love to travel across the world. Bryant's log cabin which he was raised in is now a museum. The home of his birth is today marked with a plaque. One of his Famous poems is Thanatopsis. Hmmmm what should I write now!

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 a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware. When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart;-- Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around-- Earth and her waters, and the depths of air,-- Comes a still voice--Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist Thy image ……….

I had a dream--a strange, wild dream-- Said a dear voice at early light; And even yet its shadows seem To linger in my waking sight. Earth, green with spring, and fresh with dew, And bright with morn, before me stood; And airs just wakened softly blew On the young blossoms of the wood. Birds sang within the sprouting shade, Bees hummed amid the whispering grass, And children prattled as they played Beside the rivulet's dimpling glass Fast climbed the sun: the flowers were flown, There played no children in the glen; For some were gone, and some were grown To blooming dames and bearded men

They use Nature as Monster or something that wants to conquer. You wonder why we have storms because nature has warn us to may times that we look at nature as if its blind. Never mind cutting trees that we have to breathe. Don’t worry bout animals that we kill & they bleed because of we. It may only get worse until it has buried us under dirt. Nature is beautiful but ugly to others it will show when we discover that nature is not a enemy its our new lover.

I believe That the poem isn't only about death however but about immortality. When William Cullen Bryant says that we basically get recycled it has another under tone such that we give each other what we received from the other before us. “Thus death isn't just what we think it is already but a continuation of the entire human race”. To me Nature speaks to who she loves and calms you down when you are hurt or not feeling to well. Before I end this I want to ask you why do we infer nature “she”?

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