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John Greenleaf Whittier
1807 - 1892
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"The Rock" In El Ghor
Dead Petra in her hill-tomb sleeps, / Her stones of emptiness remain; / Around her sculptured mystery sweeps
A Christmas Carmen
I. / Sound over all waters, reach out from all lands, / The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands;
A Day
Talk not of sad November, when a day / Of warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon, / And a wind, borrowed from some morn of June,
A Dream Of Summer
Bland as the morning breath of June / The southwest breezes play; / And, through its haze, the winter noon
A Greeting
Thrice welcome from the Land of Flowers / And golden-fruited orange bowers / To this sweet, green-turfed June of ours!
A Lay Of Old Time
One morning of the first sad Fall, / Poor Adam and his bride / Sat in the shade of Eden's wall,
A Legacy
Friend of my many years / When the great silence falls, at last, on me, / Let me not leave, to pain and sadden thee,
A Letter
'Tis over, Moses! All is lost! / I hear the bells a-ringing; / Of Pharaoh and his Red Sea host
A Name
The name the Gallic exile bore, / St. Malo! from thy ancient mart, / Became upon our Western shore
A Sabbath Scene
Scarce had the solemn Sabbath-bell / Ceased quivering in the steeple, / Scarce had the parson to his desk
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