With smoking axle hot with speed, with steeds of fire and steam, Wide-waked To-day leaves Yesterday behind him like a dream. Still,… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
God fills the gaps of human need, Each crisis brings its word and deed. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Press bravely onward! - not in vainYour generous trust in human kind;The good which bloodshed could not gainYour peaceful zeal shall find. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Through this broad street, restless ever, ebbs and flows a human tide, wave on wave a living river; wealth and fashion side… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Truth should be the first lesson of the child and the last aspiration of manhood; for it has been well said that… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
We live by faith; but Faith is not the slave Of text and legend. Reason's voice and God's, Nature's and Duty's, never… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Around the mighty master came The marvels which his pencil wrought, Those miracles of power whose fame Is wide as human thought. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
I hear the tread of pioneers Of nations yet to be, The first low wash of waves where soon Shall roll a… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Here Greek and Roman find themselves alive along these crowded shelves; and Shakespeare treads again his stage, and Chaucer paints anew his age. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
the joy that you give to others is the joy that comes back to you — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
No lance have I, in joust or fight, To splinter in my lady's sight; But, at her feet, how blest were I For any… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
A little smile, a word of cheer, A bit of love from someone near, A little gift from one held dear, Best wishes for… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
On leaf of palm, on sedge-wrought roll; on plastic clay and leather scroll, man wrote his thoughts; the ages passed, and lo! the Press… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
What does the good ship bear so well? The cocoa-nut with its stony shell, And the milky sap of its inner cell. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Leaning on Him, make with reverent meekness His own thy will. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Sweeter than any sungMy songs that found no tongue;Nobler than any factMy wish that failed of act.Others shall sing the song,Others shall right the… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
The Present, the Present is all thou hast For thy sure possessing; Like the patriarch's angel hold it fast Till it gives its blessing. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
They who wander widest lift No more of beauties' jealous veils, Than they who from their doorways see The miracle of flowers and trees. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Once more the liberal year laughs out O'er richer stores than gems or gold: Once more with harvest song and shout Is nature's boldest… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
