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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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By Their Works

... For love's sweet service sought the sisters' door ...

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Disarmament

... "Put up the sword!" The voice of Christ once more ...

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Flowers in Winter

... And darkness, warmth and light! Without is neither gold nor green ...

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Forgiveness

... Whither all footsteps tend, whence none depart, ...

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From "Snow-Bound," 11:1-40, 116-154

... And through the glass the clothes-line posts ...

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Godspeed

... Were I one Whose prayer availeth much, my wish should be ...

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Ichabod

... From hope and heaven!Let not the land once proud of him ...

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Immortal love, forever full

... A never ebbing sea!Our outward lips confess the name ...

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Kallundborg Church ( From The Tent on the Beach)

... Thanks to the Troll-wife, I know his name!"The Troll he heard him, and hurried on ...

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Laus Deo

... It shall belt with joy the earth!Ring and swing, ...

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Massachusetts To Virginia

... ard tendencies and God-like soul of man!But for us and for our children, the vow which we have given ...

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Maud Muller

... The saddest are these: "It might have been!" Ah, well! for us all some sweet hope lies ...

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My Triumph

... Shaping the Age of Gold! The love of God and neighbor ...

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Randolph Of Roanoke

... Stoop o'er his Old Dominion!Still through each change of fortune strange ...

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Skipper Ireson's Ride

... By the women o' Morble'ead!''Hear me, neighbors!' at last he cried, - ...