To Oliver Wendell Holmes (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
This, the last of Mr. Whittier's poems, was written but a few weeks before his death.Among the thousands who with ...
John Greenleaf Whittier Poems (470 Poems)
Revelation (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Still, as of old, in Beavor's Vale,O man of God! our hope and faithThe Elements and Stars assail,And the awed ...
Hazel Blossoms (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THE SUMMER warmth has left the sky, The summer songs have died away;And, withered, in the footpaths lie The fallen leaves, but ...
Pictures (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I.Light, warmth, and sprouting greenness, and o'er allBlue, stainless, steel-bright ether, raining downTranquillity upon the deep-hushed town,The freshening meadows, and ...
Gone (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Another hand is beckoning us,Another call is given;And glows once more with Angel-stepsThe path which reaches Heaven.Our young and gentle ...
Naples (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
INSCRIBED TO ROBERT C. WATERSTON, OF BOSTON.Fold her, O Father, in Thine arms, And let her henceforth be A messenger of love ...
In The “Old South” (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
She came and stood in the Old South Church,A wonder and a sign,With a look the old-time sibyls wore,Half-crazed and ...
The Dead Feast of the Kol-Folk (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
We have opened the door,Once, twice, thrice!We have swept the floor,We have boiled the rice.Come hither, come hither!Come from the ...
Kenoza Lake (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
As Adam did in Paradise,To-day the primal right we claimFair mirror of the woods and skies,We give to thee a ...
The Gift of Tritemius (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Tritemius of Herbipolis, one day,While kneeling at the altar's foot to pray,Alone with God, as was his pious choice,Heard from ...
St.Gregory’s Guest (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
A TALE for Roman guides to tellTo careless, sight-worn travellers still,Who pause beside the narrow cellOf Gregory on the Caelian ...
The Reunion (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The gulf of seven and fifty yearsWe stretch our welcoming hands across;The distance but a pebble's tossBetween us and our ...
To Englishmen (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
You flung your taunt across the wave;We bore it as became us,Well knowing that the fettered slaveLeft friendly lips no ...
Bayard Taylor (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I."And where now, Bayard, will thy footsteps tend?"My sister asked our guest one winter's day.Smiling he answered in the Friends' ...
One Of The Signers (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
O storied vale of MerrimacRejoice through all thy shade and shine,And from his century's sleep call backA brave and honored ...
Fitz-Greene Halleck (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
AT THE UNVEILING OF HIS STATUE.Among their graven shapes to whomThy civic wreaths belong,O city of his love, make roomFor ...
The Prayer-Seeker (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Along the aisle where prayer was made,A woman, all in black arrayed,Close-veiled, between the kneeling host,With gliding motion of a ...
Le Marais Du Cygne (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
A BLUSH as of rosesWhere rose never grew!Great drops on the bunch-grass,But not of the dew!A taint in the sweet ...
“The Rock” In El Ghor (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Dead Petra in her hill-tomb sleeps,Her stones of emptiness remain;Around her sculptured mystery sweepsThe lonely waste of Edom's plain.From the ...
Child-Songs (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Still linger in our noon of timeAnd on our Saxon tongueThe echoes of the home-born hymnsThe Aryan mothers sung.And childhood ...
To Charles Sumner (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
If I have seemed more prompt to censure wrongThan praise the right; if seldom to thine earMy voice hath mingled ...
The Call Of The Christian (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Not always as the whirlwind's rushOn Horeb's mount of fear,Not always as the burning bushTo Midian's shepherd seer,Nor as the ...
The Peace Of Europe (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"GREAT peace in Europe! Order reignsFrom Tiber's hills to Danube's plains!"So say her kings and priests; so sayThe lying prophets ...
The Mystic’s Christmas (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"All hail!" the bells of Christmas rang,"All hail!" the monks at Christmas sang,The merry monks who kept with cheerThe gladdest ...
Proem (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I LOVE the old melodious laysWhich softly melt the ages through, The songs of Spenser's golden days, Arcadian Sidney's silvery phrase,Sprinkling our ...
The First Flowers (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
For ages on our river borders,These tassels in their tawny bloom,And willowy studs of downy silver,Have prophesied of Spring to ...
The Cities Of The Plain (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"Get ye up from the wrath of God's terrible day!Ungirded, unsandalled, arise and away!'T is the vintage of blood, 't ...
The Freed Islands (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
A FEW brief years have passed awaySince Britain drove her million slavesBeneath the tropic's fiery ray:God willed their freedom; and ...
For An Autumn festival (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The Persian's flowery gifts, the shrineOf fruitful Ceres, charm no more;The woven wreaths of oak and pineAre dust along the ...
The Rock-Tomb Of Bradore (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
A DREAR and desolate shore!Where no tree unfolds its leaves,And never the spring wind weavesGreen grass for the hunter's tread;A ...