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Children have neither past nor future - they rejoice in the present.
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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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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We shape ourselves the joy or fear Of which the coming life is made, And fill our Future's atmosphere With sunshine or with shade.
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O brother man! fold to thy heart thy brother Where pity dwells, the peace of God is there To worship rightly is to love each other, Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.
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If thou of fortune be bereft, and in thy store there be but left two loaves, sell one, and with the dole, buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.
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What airs outblown from ferny dells And clover-bloom and sweet brier smells.
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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!
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Nothing before, nothing behind The steps of faith Fall on the seeming void, and find The Rock beneath.
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I dimly guess, from blessings known, of greater out of sight.
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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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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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A felon's cell-- The fittest earthly type of hell!
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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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The tints of autumn...a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.
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Clothe with life the weak intent, Let me be the thing I meant.
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Every chain that spirits wear crumbles in the breadth of prayer.
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Give fools their gold, and knaves their power let fortune's bubbles rise and fall who sows a field, or trains a flower, or plants a tree, is more than all.
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Nature speaks in symbols and in signs.
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From the death of the old the new proceeds, and the life of truth from the death of creeds.
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The low green tent Whose curtain never outward swings.
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The hope of all earnest souls must be realized.
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