John Greenleaf Whittier

(17 December 1807 – 7 September 1892 / Haverhill, Massachusetts)

John Greenleaf Whittier Poems

1. The Sycamores 1/3/2003
2. Kallundborg Church ( From The Tent On The Beach) 1/1/2004
3. The Rock In El Ghor 4/6/2010
4. A Song Inscribed To The Fremont Clubs 4/6/2010
5. Abram Morrison 4/6/2010
6. Adjustment 4/6/2010
7. Aechdeacon Barbour 4/6/2010
8. After Election 4/6/2010
9. A Summer Pilgrimage 4/6/2010
10. An Artist Of The Beautiful 4/6/2010
11. Astræa At The Capitol 4/6/2010
12. Bayard Taylor 4/6/2010
13. Benedicite 4/6/2010
14. Between The Gates 4/6/2010
15. Bryant On His Birthday 4/6/2010
16. Calef In Boston, 1692 4/6/2010
17. Chalkey Hall 4/6/2010
18. Channing 4/6/2010
19. Clerical Oppressors 4/6/2010
20. Conduct 4/6/2010
21. Conductor Bradley 4/6/2010
22. Daniel Neall 4/6/2010
23. Dedication - Songs Of Labor 4/6/2010
24. Derne 4/6/2010
25. Extract From 4/6/2010
26. Fitz-Greene Halleck 4/6/2010
27. For An Autumn Festival 4/6/2010
28. From Perugia 4/6/2010
29. Funeral Tree Of The Sokokis 4/6/2010
30. Garrison 4/6/2010
31. George L. Stearns 4/6/2010
32. Greeting 4/6/2010
33. Help 4/6/2010
34. How Mary Grew 4/6/2010
35. Hymn For The House Of Worship At Georgetown, Erected In Memory Of A Mother 4/6/2010
36. Hymn For The Opening Of Plymouth Church, St. Paul, Minnesota 4/6/2010
37. Hymn Ii 4/6/2010
38. Hymns From The French Of Lamartine 4/6/2010
39. Hymns Of The Brahmo Somaj 4/6/2010
40. In Memory: James T. Fields 4/6/2010
Best Poem of John Greenleaf Whittier

In School-Days

Still sits the school-house by the road,
A ragged beggar sleeping;
Around it still the sumachs grow,
And blackberry-vines are creeping.

Within, the master's desk is seen,
Deep-scarred by raps official;
The warping floor, the battered seats,
The jack-knife's carved initial;

The charcoal frescoes on its wall;
Its door's worn sill, betraying
The feet that, creeping slow to school,
Went storming out to playing!

Long years ago a winter sun
Shone over it at setting;
Lit up its western window-panes,
And low eaves' icy fretting. ...

Read the full of In School-Days

The Pumpkin

Oh, greenly and fair in the lands of the sun,
The vines of the gourd and the rich melon run,
And the rock and the tree and the cottage enfold,
With broad leaves all greenness and blossoms all gold,
Like that which o'er Nineveh's prophet once grew,
While he waited to know that his warning was true,
And longed for the storm-cloud, and listened in vain
For the rush of the whirlwind and red fire-rain.

[Report Error]