255 Quotes by John Greenleaf Whittier

Again the blackbirds sings; the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the maple flowers.

Give lettered pomp to teeth of Time, So "Bonnie Doon" but tarry; Blot out the epic's stately rhyme, But spare his "Highland Mary!"

All day the darkness and the cold Upon my heart have lain Like shadows on the winter sky Like frost upon the pane

No longer forward or behind I look in hope or fear, But grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.

But let the good old corn adorn The hills our fathers trod; Still let us, for his golden corn, Send up our thanks to God!

Who never wins can rarely lose, Who never climbs as rarely falls

A true life is at once interpreter and proof of the gospel.

Life's sunniest hours are not without The shadow of some lingering doubt-- Amid its brightest joys will steal Spectres of evil yet to feel-- Its warmest love is blent with fears, Its confidence a trembling one-- Its smile--the harbinger of tears-- Its hope--the change of April's sun! A weary lot--in mercy given, To fit the chastened soul for heaven.

Despair is infidelity and death.