The tints of autumn...a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost. John Greenleaf Whittier More Quotes by John Greenleaf Whittier More Quotes From John Greenleaf Whittier All the windows of my heart I open to the day. John Greenleaf Whittier heartopportunityinspirational For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'. John Greenleaf Whittier inspirationallovelife 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 John Greenleaf Whittier starssongsweet the joy that you give to others is the joy that comes back to you John Greenleaf Whittier famous-inspirationalchristmasgiving We shape ourselves the joy or fear John Greenleaf Whittier atmospheresunshinejoy I'll lift you and you lift me, and we'll both ascend together. John Greenleaf Whittier liftstogether Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew. John Greenleaf Whittier patiencepeacelife Who never wins can rarely lose, Who never climbs as rarely falls John Greenleaf Whittier winningsuccessfall All day the darkness and the cold John Greenleaf Whittier skyheartwinter Truth should be the first lesson of the child and the last aspiration of manhood; for it has been well said that the inquiry of truth, which is the love-making of it, the knowledge of truth, which is the presence of it, and the belief of truth, which is the enjoying of it, is the sovereign good of human nature. John Greenleaf Whittier inquirytruthchildren 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. John Greenleaf Whittier flowerpowerfall The child must teach the man. John Greenleaf Whittier wisdommenchildren The slave will be free. Democracy in America will yet be a glorious reality; and when the top-stone of that temple of freedom which our fathers left unfinished shall be brought forth with shoutings and cries of grace unto it, when our now drooping Liberty lifts up her head and prospers, happy will he be who can say, with John Milton, "Among those who have something more than wished her welfare, I, too, have my charter and freehold of rejoicing to me and my heirs." John Greenleaf Whittier fatherrealityamerica Again the blackbirds sings; the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the maple flowers. John Greenleaf Whittier flowerdreamwinter Clothe with life the weak intent, Let me be the thing I meant. John Greenleaf Whittier resolutionlet-meweak The simple heart that freely asks in love, obtains. John Greenleaf Whittier simpleprayerheart Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young. John Greenleaf Whittier beardromancetradition Through the dark and stormy night Faith beholds a feeble light Up the blackness streaking; Knowing God's own time is best, In a patient hope I rest For the full day-breaking! John Greenleaf Whittier lightdarknight God's providence is not blind, but full of eyes. John Greenleaf Whittier providenceblindeye Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Through showers the sunbeams fall; For God, who loveth all his works, Has left his Hope with all. John Greenleaf Whittier sunbeamscloudsfall
