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And let these altars, wreathed with flowers And piled with fruits, awake again Thanksgivings for the golden hours, The early and the latter rain!
John Greenleaf Whittier
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Age: 84 †
Born: 1807
Born: December 17
Died: 1892
Died: September 7
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Haverhill
Massachusetts
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Again the blackbirds sings the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the maple flowers.
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A charmed life old goodness hath the tares may perish, but the grain is not for death.
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Simple duty hath no place for fear.
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I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
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