Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant
| 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 | 5 |
| Into his darker musings, with a mild | |
| And healing sympathy, that steals away | |
| Their sharpness, ere he is aware |