What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past like the rich pumpkin pie? John Greenleaf Whittier More Quotes by John Greenleaf Whittier More Quotes From John Greenleaf Whittier Rest if you must, but never quit. John Greenleaf Whittier inspirational-athlete inspirational-sports never-quit It is well for us if we have learned to listen to the sweet persuasion of the Beatitudes, but there are crises in all lives which require also the emphatic "Thou shalt not" of the decalogue which the founders wrote on the gateposts of their commonwealth. John Greenleaf Whittier persuasion crisis sweet Thanks to Allah, who gives the palm! John Greenleaf Whittier palms thanks giving The still, sad music of humanity. John Greenleaf Whittier music nature humanity Beauty is its own excuse. John Greenleaf Whittier excuse beauty If woman lost us Eden, such As she alone restore it. John Greenleaf Whittier women eden lost They who wander widest lift No more of beauties' jealous veils, Than they who from their doorways see The miracle of flowers and trees. John Greenleaf Whittier jealous nature flower 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. John Greenleaf Whittier fields children world The Beauty which old Greece or RomeSung, painted, wrought, lies close at home. John Greenleaf Whittier greece home lying God blesses still the generous thought,And still the fitting word He speeds,And Truth, at His requiring taught,He quickens into deeds. John Greenleaf Whittier generosity taught deeds Up from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn John Greenleaf Whittier corn september months 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. John Greenleaf Whittier sea sky wind Happy he whose inward ear Angel comfortings can hear, O'er the rabble's laughter; And, while Hatred's fagots burn, Glimpses through the smoke discern Of the good hereafter. John Greenleaf Whittier laughter angel hatred Let the thick curtain fall;I better know than allHow little I have gained,How vast the unattained. John Greenleaf Whittier curtains littles fall For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, "It might have been!" John Greenleaf Whittier No longer forward nor behindI look in hope or fearBut, grateful, take the good I findThe best of now and here. John Greenleaf Whittier Of all sad words of tongue and pen the saddest are these, what might have been. John Greenleaf Whittier In any man who dies there dies with him, his first snow and kiss and fight... Not people die but worlds die in them. John Greenleaf Whittier Of all that Orient lands can vaunt, of marvels with our own competing, the strangest is the Haschish plant, and what will follow on its eating. John Greenleaf Whittier Speak out in acts; the time for words has passed, and only deeds will suffice. John Greenleaf Whittier
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