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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
Journalist
Lawyer
Poet
Writer
Haverhill
Massachusetts
Future
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Children
Rejoice
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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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Clothe with life the weak intent, Let me be the thing I meant.
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A felon's cell-- The fittest earthly type of hell!
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Small leisure have the poor for grief.
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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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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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Who fathoms the Eternal Thought? Who talks of scheme and plan? The Lord is God! He needeth not The poor device of man.
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For still the new transcends the old In signs and tokens manifold Slaves rise up men the olive waves, With roots deep set in battle graves!
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Thine to work as well as pray, Clearing thorny wrongs away Plucking up the weeds of sin, Letting heaven's warm sunshine in.
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Thanks to Allah, who gives the palm!
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From purest wells of English undefiled None deeper drank than he, the New World's Child, Who in the language of their farm field spoke The wit and wisdom of New England folk.
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Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young.
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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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Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play!
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Leaning on Him, make with reverent meekness His own thy will.
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Rest if you must, but never quit.
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Up from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn
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