John Greenleaf Whittier

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

John Greenleaf Whittier Poems

1. The Conquest Of Finland 4/6/2010
2. The Curse Of The Charter-Breakers 4/6/2010
3. The Dead Feast Of The Kol-Folk 4/6/2010
4. The Disenthralled 4/6/2010
5. The Dole Of Jarl Thorkell 4/6/2010
6. The Dream Of Pio Nono 4/6/2010
7. The Familist's Hymn 4/6/2010
8. The Eve Of Election 4/6/2010
9. The Fountain 4/6/2010
10. The Freed Islands 4/6/2010
11. The Garrison Of Cape Ann 4/6/2010
12. The Golden Wedding Of Longwood 4/6/2010
13. The Haschish 4/6/2010
14. The Hive At Gettysburg 4/6/2010
15. The Inward Judge 4/6/2010
16. The Lakeside 4/6/2010
17. The Khan's Devil 4/6/2010
18. The Memory Of Burns 4/6/2010
19. The Pageant 4/6/2010
20. The Pass Of The Sierra 4/6/2010
21. The Pastoral Letter 4/6/2010
22. The Peace Of Europe 4/6/2010
23. The Prayer Of Agassiz 4/6/2010
24. The Prayer-Seeker 4/6/2010
25. The Prisoner For Debt 4/6/2010
26. The Prisoners Of Naples 4/6/2010
27. The Poet And The Children 4/6/2010
28. The Prophecy Of Samuel Sewall 4/6/2010
29. The Quaker Alumni 4/6/2010
30. The Rendition 4/6/2010
31. The Reunion 4/6/2010
32. The Rock-Tomb Of Bradore 4/6/2010
33. The Sentence Of John L. Brown 4/6/2010
34. The Swan Song Of Parson Avery 4/6/2010
35. The Tent On The Beach 4/6/2010
36. The Two Rabbins 4/6/2010
37. The Vanishers 4/6/2010
38. The Vaudois Teacher 4/6/2010
39. The Vision Of Echard 4/6/2010
40. The Voices 4/6/2010

Comments about John Greenleaf Whittier

  • Robert Prindle (6/24/2018 12:32:00 PM)

    I have a poem by JGW written to an ancestor. She was Mary Esther Carter (my mother's maiden name) and lived next to him in Amesbury or Newburysport. All my Carters were from those two towns. Caroline was 32 at the time.
    The poem's titled Valentine. It ends with his signature and 42. Dated 1849. Not sure if this is just handed down through generations or it's publicized.

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  • Bertha Haynes ( (4/15/2018 7:41:00 PM)

    Sirs/Madam, I have a question: Would you please help me by telling me the date Don't Quit was written/published (was it written by John Greenleaf Whittier or Edgar Guest?) and the name of the publisher? If there is a cost for this info., please email me and let me know the cost. Thanks.

  • L.b. Strawn (4/23/2012 11:27:00 PM)

    I am not sure my PREVIOUS comment came through to you because I have had so much trouble with your verification codes. Several times I know the numbers were right but I was constantly informed that THE CODE THAT I GAVE WAS WRONG.

  • L.b. Strawn (4/23/2012 11:21:00 PM)

    J.G. Whittier
    I have a book of Longfellow poems, last copyrighted 1893 and published 1894, in which it has the name to whom it was given and the date Christmas '95. It was initialed by the giver as D.W. W. Then there is a very good, two verse poem, hand written, that is signed John G, Whittier, Since Whittier died in 1892, it evidently could not have been him who placed it in the book. Could it have been D.W.W. who placed it there and signed it with John's name just to show the he was the author?
    Do you ever consider the works of present day authors? Would you consider going to my web site and giving me your evaluation of the poems? The 2nd and 3rd are comical. After those are the better ones. Web address: http: // email address: poetman99

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

What The Birds Said

The birds against the April wind
Flew northward, singing as they flew;
They sang, "The land we leave behind
Has swords for corn-blades, blood for dew."

"O wild-birds, flying from the South,
What saw and heard ye, gazing down?"
"We saw the mortar's upturned mouth,
The sickened camp, the blazing town!

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