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“So all night long the storm roared on: The morning broke without a sun; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature’s geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below,— A universe of sky and snow!”

Quote by John Greenleaf Whittier

Work

Poems of Nature, Poems Subjective and Reminiscent and Religious Poems, Complete Volume II., the Works of Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier's second volume of poetry showcases his talent in capturing the beauty and depth of the natural world, personal emotions, and spiritual beliefs. This collection delves into the subjective experiences of the poet, offering a glimpse into his introspective and religious views. more

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier was an American poet known for his sympathy towards the working class and his advocacy for social justice. His poetry extensively covered social, political, and moral issues, profoundly influencing American literature in the 19th century. more

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