Poem-a-Day - "Summer Wind" by William Cullen Bryant

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August 14, 2022 
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Summer Wind

William Cullen Bryant

It is a sultry day; the sun has drunk
The dew that lay upon the morning grass;
There is no rustling in the lofty elm
That canopies my dwelling, and its shade
Scarce cools me. All is silent, save the faint
And interrupted murmur of the bee,
Settling on the sick flowers, and then again
Instantly on the wing. The plants around
Feel the too potent fervors: the tall maize
Rolls up its long green leaves; the clover droops
Its tender foliage, and declines its blooms.
But far in the fierce sunshine tower the hills,
With all their growth of woods, silent and stern,
As if the scorching heat and dazzling light
Were but an element they loved. Bright clouds,
Motionless pillars of the brazen heaven—
Their bases on the mountains—their white tops
Shining in the far ether—fire the air
With a reflected radiance, and make turn
The gazer’s eye away. For me, I lie
Languidly in the shade, where the thick turf,
Yet virgin from the kisses of the sun,
Retains some freshness, and I woo the wind
That still delays his coming. Why so slow,
Gentle and voluble spirit of the air?
Oh, come and breathe upon the fainting earth
Coolness and life! Is it that in his caves
He hears me? See, on yonder woody ridge,
The pine is bending his proud top, and now
Among the nearer groves, chestnut and oak
Are tossing their green boughs about. He comes;
Lo, where the grassy meadow runs in waves!
The deep distressful silence of the scene
Breaks up with mingling of unnumbered sounds
And universal motion. He is come,
Shaking a shower of blossoms from the shrubs,
And bearing on their fragrance; and he brings
Music of birds, and rustling of young boughs,
And sound of swaying branches, and the voice
Of distant waterfalls. All the green herbs
Are stirring in his breath; a thousand flowers,
By the road-side and the borders of the brook,
Nod gayly to each other; glossy leaves
Are twinkling in the sun, as if the dew
Were on them yet, and silver waters break
Into small waves and sparkle as he comes.

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on August 14, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.

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“Summer Wind” first appeared in the United States Literary Gazette, the editor of which solicited twenty-three poems from Bryant for publication in its first volume. The poem hinges on a personification of the wind, which the speaker implores to blow and make the hot day cooler. Poet and critic Richard Henry Stoddard writes, in his introduction to the Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant (D. Appleton and Company, 1878), that, in the poem, “[a] new element appeared [. . .], and was always present afterward in Mr. Bryant’s meditative poetry—the association of humanity with nature—a calm but sympathetic recognition of the ways of man and his presence on the earth.” Contrastingly, in William Cullen Bryant (Sheldon and Company, 1879), scholar David Jayne Hill writes that the poem belongs to a “class of poems” in which “no higher effect is aimed at than to bring the mind face to face with the charms of Nature for the delight of mere contemplation.”

William Cullen Bryant, born on November 3, 1794 in Cummington, Massachusetts, was a poet and journalist from the Romantic era, commonly grouped with the fireside poets and considered one of the most important figures of early American poetry. He was the author of many collections, including Poems, by William Cullen Bryant, An American (E. Bliss, 1832). He died on June 12, 1878.

Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant
(D. Appleton and Company, 1878)

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