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
At what point does a man turn into a monster? I don’t believe that it’s when he does horrible things, but when… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
God's ways seem dark, but, soon or late, They touch the shining hills of day; The evil cannot brook delay, The good… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
When earth as if on evil dreams Looks back upon her wars, And the white light of Christ outstreams From the red… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
What is good looking, as Horace Smith remarks, but looking good? Be good, be womanly, be gentle,-generous in your sympathies, heedful of… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
There is religion in everything around us, - a calm and holy religion in the unbreathing things of Nature, which man would… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
It is well for us if we have learned to listen to the sweet persuasion of the Beatitudes, but there are crises… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
Thine to work as well as pray, Clearing thorny wrongs away; Plucking up the weeds of sin, Letting heaven's warm sunshine in. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
From purest wells of English undefiled None deeper drank than he, the New World's Child, Who in the language of their farm… — 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
Rap, rap! upon the well-worn stone, How falls the polished hammer! Rap, rap! the measured sound has grown A quick and merry… — 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
