John Greenleaf Whittier quotes - page 2

Maud Muller, on a summer's day, Raked the meadows sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. (John Greenleaf Whittier)
Making their lives a prayer.
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The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun.
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God's ways seem dark, but, soon or late, They touch the shining hills of day; The evil cannot brook delay, The good can well afford to wait.
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O, brother man! fold to thy heart thy brother; where pity dwells, the peace of God is there.
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To eat the lotus of the Nile And drink the poppies of Cathay.
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Their right(colored Americans), like that of their white fellow-citizens, dates back to the dread arbitrament of war. Their bones whiten every stricken field of the Revolution; their feet tracked with blood the snows of Jersey; their toil built up every fortification south of the Potomac; they shared the famine and nakedness of Valley Forge, and the pestilential horrors of the old Jersey prison ship.
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Strike! Thou the Master, we Thy keys, The anthem of the destinies! The minor of Thy loftier strain, Our hearts shall breathe the old refrain - "Thy will be done!"
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God is and all is well.
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The joy that you give to others Is the joy that comes back to you.
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Perish with him the folly that seeks through evil good. (John Greenleaf Whittier)
He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he for power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, He watched a picture come and go: And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes Looked out in their innocent surprise.
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Yet sometimes glimpses on my sight, Through present wrong the eternal right; And, step by step, since time began, I see the steady gain of man.
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All hearts confess the saints elect, Who, twain in faith, in love agree, And melt not in an acid sect The Christian pearl of charity!
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We seemed to see our flag unfurled, Our champion waiting in his place For the last battle of the world, The Armageddon of the race.
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Beauty seen is never lost.
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Weary lawyers with endless tongues.
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Each crisis brings its word and deed.
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Again the shadow moveth o'er The dial-plate of time.
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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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So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on, And Maud was left in the field alone. But the lawyers smiled that afternoon, When he hummed in court an old love-tune. (John Greenleaf Whittier)
A manly form at her side she saw, And joy was duty and love was law. Then she took up her burden of life again, Saying only, "It might have been."
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As yonder tower outstretches to the earth The dark triangle of its shade alone When the clear day is shining on its top; So, darkness in the pathway of man's life Is but the shadow of God's providence, By the great Sun of wisdom cast thereon; And what is dark below is light in heaven.
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Before me, even as behind, God is, and all is well.
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Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew.
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