erally contract itself to the limits in which it is employed. A short time spent in keeping school will not however be apt to produce this effect, but would probably be to your advantage. 3 I have no news to tell you. The world rolls about in the old way.
My love to the family and my affectionate remembrances to all my friends. God bless you--
Your affectionate brother
WM. C. BRYANT
The first copy of this letter was written a week ago--but by some mistake I missed the mail.
MANUSCRIPTS: Weston Family Papers (final); NYPL-GR (draft dated April 17) ADDRESS: Miss Sarah S. Bryant / Cummington / To go to the Worthington Post Office.
Great Barrington July 30 1820--
I have altered the second stanza of Paine's Ode 2 in the following manner--
In a clime, whose rich vales feed the marts of the earth
Whose shores are unshaken by Europe's commotion,
The fleets of the world to the land of your birth
Shall come--as the billows come in from the ocean. 3
But should pirates invade, &c.
The other exceptionable passage I have altered in two ways [neit]her of which exactly pleases me-- You may chuse, or think of something better--
Then unite, heart and hand,
Like Leonidas' band,
In a vow to the God of the ocean and land
That ne'er shall the sons of Columbia &c
--which however does not mend the matter much. --More devoutly and more tamely thus--
And ask of the God of the ocean and land
That ne'er may the sons of Columbia &c.-- 4
I am Sir
WILLIAM C. BRYANT