John Greenleaf Whittier

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

John Greenleaf Whittier Poems

321. The 4/6/2010
322. Hymn I 4/6/2010
323. Hymn, Sung At Christmas By The Scholars Of St. Helena’s Island, S.C. 4/6/2010
324. What The Voice Said 4/6/2010
325. Mountain Pictures 4/6/2010
326. Bryant On His Birthday 4/6/2010
327. Trust 4/6/2010
328. Daniel Neall 4/6/2010
329. Adjustment 4/6/2010
330. The Bridal Of Pennacook 4/6/2010
331. Conductor Bradley 4/6/2010
332. Chalkey Hall 4/6/2010
333. Benedicite 4/6/2010
334. George L. Stearns 4/6/2010
335. The Norsemen ( From Narrative And Legendary Poems ) 1/1/2004
336. From Perugia 4/6/2010
337. Fitz-Greene Halleck 4/6/2010
338. Between The Gates 4/6/2010
339. Calef In Boston, 1692 4/6/2010
340. Bayard Taylor 4/6/2010
341. The Branded Hand 4/6/2010
342. Mabel Martin 4/6/2010
343. I Was A Stranger, And Ye Took Me In 4/6/2010
344. William Francis Bartlett 4/6/2010
345. In Remembrance Of Joseph Sturge 4/6/2010
346. Channing 4/6/2010
347. Conduct 4/6/2010
348. Incription To Milton 4/6/2010
349. The Farewell 1/3/2003
350. In The 4/6/2010
351. The Answer 4/6/2010
352. Wordsworth 4/6/2010
353. King Volmer And Elsie 4/6/2010
354. Inscriptions On A Sun-Dial 4/6/2010
355. Garibaldi 4/6/2010
356. Clerical Oppressors 4/6/2010
357. Questions Of Life 4/6/2010
358. Hymn For The Celebration Of Emancipation At Newburyport 4/6/2010
359. Brown Of Ossawatomie 4/6/2010
360. What The Traveller Said At Sunset 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. ...

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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.

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