John Greenleaf Whittier Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old John Greenleaf Whittier quotes, John Greenleaf Whittier sayings, and John Greenleaf Whittier proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.'

Talk not of sad November, when a day / Of warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon, / And a wind, borrowed from some morn of June, / Stirs the brown grasses and the leafless spray. John Greenleaf Whittier
So Nature keeps the reverent frame / With which her years began, / And all her signs and voices shame / The prayerless heart of man. John Greenleaf Whittier
Death moulded into calm completeness the status of his life. John Greenleaf Whittier
For each and all I bid thee a grateful welcome home. John Greenleaf Whittier
Had welcomed and feasted with banner and gun. John Greenleaf Whittier
And the settlers welcomed him one and all. John Greenleaf Whittier
Branches of palm are its spars and rails, fibres of palm are its woven sails, and the rope is of palm that idly trails! John Greenleaf Whittier
Green calm below, blue quietness above. John Greenleaf Whittier
Is that thy answer, strong and free, O loyal heart of Tennessee? What strange, glad voice is that which calls John Greenleaf Whittier
With oar-strokes timing to their song, / They weave in simple lays / The pathos of remembered wrong, / The hope of better days. John Greenleaf Whittier
So come to me, my little one,-- / My years with thee I share, / And mingle with a sister's love / A mother's tender care. John Greenleaf Whittier
Thy healing pains, a keen distress / Thy tender light shines in; / Thy sweetness is the bitterness, / Thy grace the pang of sin. John Greenleaf Whittier
Up from the meadows rich with corn / Clear in the cool September morn. John Greenleaf Whittier
Heap high the farmer’s wintry hoard! / Heap high the golden corn! / No richer gift has Autumn poured / From out her lavish horn! John Greenleaf Whittier
Drop thy still dews of quietness / Till all our strivings cease; / Take from our soul the strain and stress,/ And let our ordered lives confess / The beauty of thy peace. John Greenleaf Whittier
We meet today To thank Thee for the era done, And Thee for the opening one. John Greenleaf Whittier
What miracle of weird transforming Is this wild work of frost and light, This glimpse of glory infinite? John Greenleaf Whittier
You don't always win your battles, but it's good to know you fought. John Greenleaf Whittier