A Memorial of John Greenleaf Whittier From His Native City Haverhill Massachus
A Memorial of John Greenleaf Whittier From His Native City Haverhill Massachus
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When joys of earth were shrouded from our view, He told us Heaven would soon come smiling through ; When our sad nation delved in deepest night, To his pure spirit, God was still in sight ; He saw the promise clear. Look upward, mountains ! he has onward passed; But his great shadow o'er the cliffs is cast, And long among thy peaks his name shall last — The lofty-souled Whittier !
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Tell of him, Ocean ; let thy cold waves be Each one a voice ; he loved to sing of thee.
He traced thy tossing p...athways o'er and o'er — He mourned the wrecks that lashed thy wailing shore ; Full oft he made thy guests once more engage In dramas on thy great cloud-curtained stage ; He camped with thee, thy legends sweetly sung, Now heard where'er the heart has found a tongue ; He sought thy shore for Sea-dreams, sadly true, Of the sweet girl-love that his boyhood knew.
Thou wast his teacher, ancient, gray-haired sea ; His lofty genius lessons learned from thee, Its steadfast course to steer ; For thou each clay art sending, one by one, Thy foaming billows upward toward the sun, Which, marshalled in their cloud-flotillas grand, Sail o'er the harvest field and desert-land, Then cast to earth their glittering, life-charged seeds, And minister once more to mortal needs.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
When joys of earth were shrouded from our view, He told us Heaven would soon come smiling through ; When our sad nation delved in deepest night, To his pure spirit, God was still in sight ; He saw the promise clear. Look upward, mountains ! he has onward passed; But his great shadow o'er the cliffs is cast, And long among thy peaks his name shall last — The lofty-souled Whittier !
IV.
Tell of him, Ocean ; let thy cold waves be Each one a voice ; he loved to sing of thee.
He traced thy tossing p...athways o'er and o'er — He mourned the wrecks that lashed thy wailing shore ; Full oft he made thy guests once more engage In dramas on thy great cloud-curtained stage ; He camped with thee, thy legends sweetly sung, Now heard where'er the heart has found a tongue ; He sought thy shore for Sea-dreams, sadly true, Of the sweet girl-love that his boyhood knew.
Thou wast his teacher, ancient, gray-haired sea ; His lofty genius lessons learned from thee, Its steadfast course to steer ; For thou each clay art sending, one by one, Thy foaming billows upward toward the sun, Which, marshalled in their cloud-flotillas grand, Sail o'er the harvest field and desert-land, Then cast to earth their glittering, life-charged seeds, And minister once more to mortal needs.
What to read after A Memorial of John Greenleaf Whittier From His Native City Haverhill Massachus?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Haverhill Mass City Council to read onlineMoreLess
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