Bayard Taylor (January 11, 1825 – December 19, 1878) was an American poet, literary critic, translator, and travel author. Read full biography of Bayard Taylor →
So far as regards their moral character, the Finns have as little cause for reproach as any other people.
The view of the Rocky Mountains from the Divide near Kiowa Creek is considered one of the finest in Colorado.
My duty is that of a chronicler; and if I perform that conscientiously, the lessons which my observations suggest will need no pointing out.
'Really,' thought I, 'we call Baltimore the 'Monumental City' for its two marble columns, and here is Edinburg with one at every... →
The Swedish language combines the strong manhood of the German with the delicate beauty of the Italian.
Above Coblentz almost every mountain has a ruin and a legend. One feels everywhere the spirit of the past, and its stirring recollections come back... →
I cannot assume emotions I do not feel, and must describe Jerusalem as I found it. Since being here, I have read the accounts of several travellers... →
An enthusiastic desire of visiting the Old World haunted me from early childhood. I cherished a presentiment, amounting almost to belief, that I... →
The history of Germany is not the history of a nation, but of a race. It has little unity, therefore; it is complicated, broken, and attached on all... →
London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
Poetry had great powers over me from my childhood, and today the poems live in my memory which I read at the age of 7 or 8 years and which drove me... →
Could one live on the sense of beauty alone, exempt from the necessity of 'creature comforts,' a sea-voyage would be delightful.
Fame is what you have taken, character is what you give; when to this truth you waken then you begin to live.