Yet will that beauteous image make The dreary sea less drear And thy remembered smile will wake The hope that tramples fear
William C. BryantA herd of prairie-wolves will enter a field of melons and quarrel about the division of the spoils as fiercely and noisily as so many politicians.
William C. BryantTruth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.
William C. Bryant