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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
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Haverhill
Massachusetts
Hills
Circled
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Darkly
Moon
Sadder
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December
Light
Noon
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No longer forward or behind I look in hope or fear, But grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.
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Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard! Heap high the golden corn! No richer gift has Autumn poured From out her lavish horn!
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And light is mingled with the gloom, And joy with grief Divinest compensations come, Through thorns of judgment mercies bloom In sweet relief.
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Love hath never known a law beyond its own sweet will.
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And sweet and far as from a star, replied a voice which shall not cease, till drowning all the noise of war, it sings the blessed song of peace
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The hope of all earnest souls must be realized.
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With silence only as their benediction, God's angels come Where in the shadow of a great affliction, The soul sits dumb!
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