John Greenleaf Whittier
Born in December 17, 1807 / Died in September 7, 1892 / United States / English
Poems by John Greenleaf Whittier
The Trailing Arbutus
... While yet the bluebird smoothed in leafless trees ...
Mulford
... When from their midst a sage and seer withdrew ...
Within The Gate
... And feel, when with thee, that thy footsteps trod ...
Lucy Hooper
... They 've laid thee midst the household graves, ...
Channing
... Thrill through that frail and pain-worn frame, ...
What The Voice Said
... "From Thy right hand, clothed with thunder, ...
The Swan Song of Parson Avery
... When the Christian sings his death-song, all the listening heavens draw near, ...
The Cities Of The Plain
... For the fierce flames went lightly o'er palace and bower, ...
The Voices
... let Him Work out a change, if change must be: ...
The First Flowers
... The cloud is gone that wove the sandstone, ...
A Word for the Hour
... Let us press The golden cluster on our brave old flag ...
An Autograph
... The silence that shall last! When I and all who know ...
Barbara Frietchie
... To the eyes of the famished rebel horde,On that pleasant morn of the early fall ...
Barclay Of Ury
... To these boyish prancers!''Marvel not, mine ancient friend, ...
Burning Drift-Wood
... The world's great wonders come to me, And holier signs, unmarked before, ...
