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The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon.
John Greenleaf Whittier
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Age: 84 †
Born: 1807
Born: December 17
Died: 1892
Died: September 7
Journalist
Lawyer
Poet
Writer
Haverhill
Massachusetts
Gave
December
Light
Noon
Brief
Gray
Cheerless
Hills
Circled
Rose
Waning
Sun
Darkly
Moon
Sadder
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