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Born in December 17, 1807 / Died in September 7, 1892 / United States / English

Poems by John Greenleaf Whittier

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The Trailing Arbutus

... While yet the bluebird smoothed in leafless trees ...

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Mulford

... When from their midst a sage and seer withdrew ...

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Within The Gate

... And feel, when with thee, that thy footsteps trod ...

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Lucy Hooper

... They 've laid thee midst the household graves, ...

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Channing

... Thrill through that frail and pain-worn frame, ...

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What The Voice Said

... "From Thy right hand, clothed with thunder, ...

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The Swan Song of Parson Avery

... When the Christian sings his death-song, all the listening heavens draw near, ...

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The Cities Of The Plain

... For the fierce flames went lightly o'er palace and bower, ...

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The Voices

... let Him Work out a change, if change must be: ...

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The First Flowers

... The cloud is gone that wove the sandstone, ...

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A Word for the Hour

... Let us press The golden cluster on our brave old flag ...

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An Autograph

... The silence that shall last! When I and all who know ...

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Barbara Frietchie

... To the eyes of the famished rebel horde,On that pleasant morn of the early fall ...

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Barclay Of Ury

... To these boyish prancers!''Marvel not, mine ancient friend, ...

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Burning Drift-Wood

... The world's great wonders come to me, And holier signs, unmarked before, ...