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“If thou of fortune be bereft, and in thy store there be but left two loaves, sell one, and with the dole, buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.”

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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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