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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

April

April


'T is the noon of the spring-time, yet never a bird
In the wind-shaken elm or the maple is heard;
For green meadow-grasses wide lev…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

Andrew Rykman’s Prayer

Andrew Rykman’s Prayer

Andrew Rykman's dead and gone;
You can see his leaning slate
In the graveyard, and thereon
Read his name and date.…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

An Artist Of The Beautiful

An Artist Of The Beautiful

GEORGE FULLER

Haunted of Beauty, like the marvellous youth
Who sang Saint Agnes' Eve! How passing fair

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

An Easter Flower Gift

An Easter Flower Gift

O dearest bloom the seasons know,
Flowers of the Resurrection blow,
Our hope and faith restore;
And through the bit…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

After Election

After Election

THE day's sharp strife is ended now,
Our work is done, God knoweth how!
As on the thronged, unrestful town
The patience of…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

Among the Hills

Among the Hills

PRELUDE
ALONG the roadside, like the flowers of gold
That tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,
Heavy with sunshine droo…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

Adjustment

Adjustment


The tree of Faith its bare, dry boughs must shed
That nearer heaven the living ones may climb;
The false must fail, though fro…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

Abraham Davenport

Abraham Davenport

In the old days (a custom laid aside
With breeches and cocked hats) the people sent
Their wisest men to make the public laws. <…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Word for the Hour

A Word for the Hour

The firmament breaks up. In black eclipse
Light after light goes out. One evil star,
Luridly glaring through the smoke of war…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Welcome To Lowell

A Welcome To Lowell

Take our hands, James Russell Lowell,
Our hearts are all thy own;
To-day we bid thee welcome
Not for ourselves alone.…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Summer Pilgrimage

A Summer Pilgrimage

To kneel before some saintly shrine,
To breathe the health of airs divine,
Or bathe where sacred rivers flow,
The cow…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Song Inscribed To The Fremont Clubs

A Song Inscribed To The Fremont Clubs

BENEATH thy skies, November!
Thy skies of cloud and rain,
Around our blazing camp-fires
We close ou…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Name

A Name

The name the Gallic exile bore,
St. Malo! from thy ancient mart,
Became upon our Western shore
Greenleaf for Feuillevert.

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Sea Dream

A Sea Dream

We saw the slow tides go and come,
The curving surf-lines lightly drawn,
The gray rocks touched with tender bloom
Beneath the…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Letter

A Letter

'TIS over, Moses! All is lost!
I hear the bells a-ringing;
Of Pharaoh and his Red Sea host
I hear the Free-Wills singing.*

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Memory

A Memory

Here, while the loom of Winter weaves
The shroud of flowers and fountains,
I think of thee and summer eves
Among the Northern mo…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Lay Of Old Time

A Lay Of Old Time

One morning of the first sad Fall,
Poor Adam and his bride
Sat in the shade of Eden's wall-But
on the outer side.

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Greeting

A Greeting

Thrice welcome from the Land of Flowers
And golden-fruited orange bowers
To this sweet, green-turfed June of ours!
To her who,…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Christmas Carmen

A Christmas Carmen

I.
Sound over all waters, reach out from all lands,
The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands;
Sing hymns that were …

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

A Day

A Day

Talk not of sad November, when a day
Of warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon,
And a wind, borrowed from some morn of June,
Sti…

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John Donne
John Donne

Woman's Constancy

Woman's Constancy

Now thou hast loved me one whole day,
Tomorrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say?
Wilt thou then antedate some new-made vow…

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John Donne
John Donne

Valediction to his Book

Valediction to his Book

I'LL tell thee now (dear love) what thou shalt do
To anger destiny, as she doth us ;
How I shall stay, though she eloign …

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John Donne
John Donne

To The Praise Of The Dead And The Anatomy

To The Praise Of The Dead And The Anatomy

VVEll dy'de the World, that we might liue to see
This World of wit, in his Anatomee:
No euill wants his…

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John Donne
John Donne

Twickenham Garden

Twickenham Garden

BLASTED with sighs, and surrounded with tears,
Hither I come to seek the spring,
And at mine eyes, and at mine ears,
Re…

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