255 Quotes by John Greenleaf Whittier

A lover's claim is mine on all / I see to have and hold,-- / The rose-light of perpetual hills / And sunsets never cold!

The fixed star of his faith, through all / Loss, doubt, and peril, shone the same; / As through a night of storm, some tall, / Strong lighthouse lifts its steady flame.

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