A Hero Gone (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
He has done the work of a true man-- Crown him, honor him, love him; Weep over him, tears of woman, Stoop, manliest ...
John Greenleaf Whittier Poems (470 Poems)
The Library (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"Let there be light!" God spake of old,And over chaos dark and cold,And through the dead and formless frameOf nature, ...
The Lost Statesman (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
AS they who, tossing midst the storm at night,While turning shoreward, where a beacon shone,Meet the walled blackness of the ...
The Proclamation (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
SAINT PATRICK, slave to Milcho of the herdsOf Ballymena, wakened with these words:"Arise, and fleeOut from the land of bondage, ...
A Song Of Harvest (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
This day, two hundred years ago,The wild grape by the river's side,And tasteless groundnut trailing low,The table of the woods ...
Garden (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
O painter of the fruits and flowers,We own wise design,Where these human hands of oursMay share work of Thine!Apart from ...
The Common Question (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Behind us at our evening mealThe gray bird ate his fill,Swung downward by a single claw,And wiped his hooked bill.He ...
The Disenthralled (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
HE had bowed down to drunkenness,An abject worshipper:The pride of manhood's pulse had grownToo faint and cold to stir;And he ...
The Pressed Gentian (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The time of gifts has come again,And, on my northern window-pane,Outlined against the day's brief light,A Christmas token hangs in ...
At Last (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
When on my day of life the night is falling,And, in the winds from unsunned spaces blown,I hear far voices ...
Hymn II (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
O HOLY FATHER! just and trueAre all Thy works and words and ways,And unto Thee alone are dueThanksgiving and eternal ...
Rabbi Ismael (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THE Rabbi Ishmael, with the woe and sinOf the world heavy upon him, entering inThe Holy of Holies, saw an ...
The Robin (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
MY old Welsh neighbor over the wayCrept slowly out in the sun of spring,Pushed from her ears the locks of ...
Seed-Time And Harvest (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
As o'er his furrowed fields which lieBeneath a coldly dropping sky,Yet chill with winter's melted snow,The husbandman goes forth to ...
The Healer (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
TO A YOUNG PHYSICIAN, WITH DORE'S PICTURE OF CHRIST HEALING THE SICK.So stood of old the holy ChristAmidst the suffering throng;With ...
How Mary Grew (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
With wisdom far beyond her years,And graver than her wondering peers,So strong, so mild, combining stillThe tender heart and queenly ...
The Hive At Gettysburg (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
IN the old Hebrew myth the lion's frame,So terrible alive,Bleached by the desert's sun and wind, becameThe wandering wild bees' ...
The New Exodus (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
BY fire and cloud, across the desert sand,And through the parted waves,From their long bondage, with an outstretched hand,God led ...
Invocation (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Through Thy clear spaces, Lord, of old,Formless and void the dead earth rolled;Deaf to Thy heaven's sweet music, blindTo the ...
Winter Roses (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
My garden roses long agoHave perished from the leaf-strewn walks;Their pale, fair sisters smile no moreUpon the sweet-brier stalks.Gone with ...
Heap High the Golden Corn (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard!Heap high the golden corn !No richer gift has Autumn pouredFrom out her lavish horn ...
A Day (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Talk not of sad November, when a dayOf warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon,And a wind, borrowed from ...
Storm On Lake Asquam (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
A cloud, like that the old-time Hebrew sawOn Carmel prophesying rain, beganTo lift itself o'er wooded Cardigan,Growing and blackening. Suddenly, ...
The Birthday Wreath (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Blossom and greenness, making allThe winter birthday tropical,And the plain Quaker parlors gay,Have gone from bracket, stand, and wall;We saw ...
The Rendition (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I HEARD the train's shrill whistle call,I saw an earnest look beseech,And rather by that look than speechMy neighbor told ...
Greeting (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I spread a scanty board too late;The old-time guests for whom I waitCome few and slow, methinks, to-day.Ah! who could ...
The Wish Of To-Day (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I ask not now for gold to gildWith mocking shine a weary frame;The yearning of the mind is stilled,I ask ...
Astraea (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"Jove means to settleAstraea in her seat again, And let down his golden chainAn age of better metal." Ben Johnson 1615O POET ...
“The Laurels” (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
FROM these wild rocks I look to-dayO'er leagues of dancing waves, and seeThe far, low coast-line stretch awayTo where our ...
A Dream Of Summer (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Bland as the morning breath of JuneThe southwest breezes play;And, through its haze, the winter noonSeems warm as summer's day.The ...