[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"$fQEdqbRpkkc3_h48VNOFtHxkGgzn6fV3Mts_01kFMljc":3,"$fD_ARWyFI88wv32qOszyaXuXe5YAf0iUQxQ-5dINFHkg":14},{"author":4,"tags":13},{"author_id":5,"author_name":6,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"bio":9,"short_bio":10,"slug":11,"image_url":12},11907,"William Cullen Bryant","W",122,"In 1878, when William Cullen Bryant died in New York City on June 12, he left behind a career that had stretched across law, politics, journalism, and poetry — a range of occupations unusual even by the standards of a long life that had begun in Cummington, Massachusetts, on November 3, 1794.\n\nBryant was educated at Williams College before working as a lawyer, a profession that occupied his early adult years. He was also a politician and a journalist, roles that placed him at the center of American public life for much of the nineteenth century. Alongside these careers, he worked as a translator and wrote in English across several decades, with lyric poetry forming a central part of his literary output. His poem \"Thanatopsis\" stands among his known works, as do \"Our Country's Call,\" \"The Hunter's Serenade,\" and \"Robert of Lincoln\" — titles that suggest a range of subjects, from the contemplation of death to the observation of the natural world.\n\nThe breadth of Bryant's activity — legal practice, political engagement, journalism, translation, and verse — gave his working life a quality of sustained and varied effort. He was a citizen of the United States throughout a period of considerable national change, and his writing in the lyric mode engaged with themes that recurred across his body of work. The four poems recorded among his works point to a writer who moved between the meditative and the occasional, between elegy and the more animated registers of nature poetry.\n\nBryant was elected a Fellow of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, a recognition that placed him formally among the intellectual figures of his country. He died in New York City in 1878 at the age of eighty-three, having spent his life working across disciplines that rarely overlap so fully in a single person's record.","In 1878, when William Cullen Bryant died in New York City on June 12, he left behind a career that had stretched across law, politics, journalism, and poetry — a range of occupations unusual even by the standards of a long life that had begun in Cummington, Massachusetts, on November 3, 1794.","william-cullen-bryant",null,[],{"quotes":15,"pagination":78},[16,24,30,36,42,48,54,60,66,72],{"id":17,"quote_text":18,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":21,"source":22,"quote_tag":23,"commentary":12},4034648,"The current of destiny carries us along. None but a madman would swim against the stream, and none but a fool would exert himself to swim with it. The best way is to float quietly with the tide.",8,false,{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":25,"quote_text":26,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":27,"source":28,"quote_tag":29,"commentary":12},4034644,"The mountain summits, thy expanding heart. Shall feel a kindred with that loftier world.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":31,"quote_text":32,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":33,"source":34,"quote_tag":35,"commentary":12},4034637,"Even here do I behold / Thy steps, Almighty! — here, amidst the crowd, / Through the great city rolled, / With everlasting murmur deep and loud — / Choking the ways that wind / 'Mongst the proud piles, the work of humankind.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":37,"quote_text":38,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":39,"source":40,"quote_tag":41,"commentary":12},4034631,"And when the hours of rest / Come, like a calm upon the mid-sea brine, / Hushing its billowy breast — / The quiet of that moment too is thine; / It breathes of him who keeps / The vast and helpless city while it sleeps.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":43,"quote_text":44,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":45,"source":46,"quote_tag":47,"commentary":12},4034621,"Now they are gone, gone as thy setting blaze / Goes down the west, while night is pressing on, / And with them the old tale of better days, / And trophies of remembered power, are gone. / Yon field that gives the harvest, where the plough / Strikes the white bone, is all that tells their story now.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":49,"quote_text":50,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":51,"source":52,"quote_tag":53,"commentary":12},4034613,"The stormy March is come at last / With wind, and cloud, and changing skies / I hear the rushing of the blast / That through the snowy valley flies.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":55,"quote_text":56,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":57,"source":58,"quote_tag":59,"commentary":12},4034608,"Even while we sing, he smiles his last, / And leaves our sphere behind. / The good old year is with the past; / Oh be the new as kind! / Oh stay, oh stay, / One parting strain, and then away.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":61,"quote_text":62,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":63,"source":64,"quote_tag":65,"commentary":12},4034599,"Stand here by my side and turn, I pray, / On the lake below thy gentle eyes; / The clouds hang over it, heavy and gray, / And dark and silent the water lies;",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":67,"quote_text":68,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":69,"source":70,"quote_tag":71,"commentary":12},4034590,"And when the hours of rest / Come, like a calm upon the mid-sea brine, / Hushing its billowy breast- / The quiet of the moment, too, is thine: / It breathes of him who keeps / The vast and helpless city, while it sleeps.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"id":73,"quote_text":74,"author_id":5,"source_id":19,"has_image":20,"author":75,"source":76,"quote_tag":77,"commentary":12},4034584,"These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":11,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":12},{},[],{"currentPage":79,"totalPages":80,"totalItems":8,"itemsPerPage":81},1,13,10]