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Better heresy of doctrine than heresy of heart.

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
Heart
Heresy
Doctrine
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Nature speaks in symbols and in signs.
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Romance is always young.
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This is truth the poet sings . . .
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The still, sad music of humanity.
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Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing, under the sky's gray arch. Smiling, I watch the shaken elm boughs, knowing It is the wind of March.
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God's providence is not blind, but full of eyes.
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Low stir of leaves and dip of oars And lapsing waves on quiet shores.
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So let it be in God's own might We gird us for the coming fight, And, strong in Him whose cause is ours In conflict with unholy powers, We grasp the weapons he has given,-- The Light, and Truth, and Love of Heaven.
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God blesses still the generous thought,And still the fitting word He speeds,And Truth, at His requiring taught,He quickens into deeds.
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The low green tent Whose curtain never outward swings.
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Truth is one And, in all lands beneath the sun, Whoso hath eyes to see may see The tokens of its unity.
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Drop Thy still dews of quietness, Till all our strivings cease Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace.
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What does the good ship bear so well? The cocoa-nut with its stony shell, And the milky sap of its inner cell.
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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.
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They who wander widest lift No more of beauties' jealous veils, Than they who from their doorways see The miracle of flowers and trees.
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Thanks to Allah, who gives the palm!
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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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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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