John Greenleaf Whittier
Born in December 17, 1807 / Died in September 7, 1892 / United States / English
Poems by John Greenleaf Whittier
The Relic
... The fire-scorched stones themselves are crying, ...
A Lay Of Old Time
... And found where'er they tilled the earth ...
The Funeral Tree of the Sokokis. 1756
... Wild winds have bared some splintering peak, ...
The Huskers
... Where June winds rolled, in light and shade, the pale green waves of rye ...
The Slaves Of Martinique
... Where, through mingled leaves and blossoms, arrowy sunbeams flash and glisten, ...
The Pastoral Letter
... Peter's! Your pastoral rights and powers from harm, ...
Lexington
... The flowers that blossomed from their grave ...
The Fruit-Gift
... And show by one gleaned ear the mighty harvest lost ...
To George B. Cheever
... Bound, scourged, and crucified in His blameless poor ...
Howard At Atlanta
... And a little boy stood up: "General, ...
The Holy Land. From Lamartine
... Where last His footsteps pressed the clay ...
A Christmas Carmen
... East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel cease ...
The Hermit of Thebaid
... No shade Of cool, green palms, nor grass, nor well, ...
The Poor Voter On Election Day
... And sleekest broadcloth counts no more ...
Palestine
... And the voice which breathed peace to the waves of the sea, ...
