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John Greenleaf Whittier [1807-1892] USA
Ranked #98 in the top 380 poets
Votes 71%: 331 up, 133 down

Anti-slavery, patriotic, hymn, sense of the need for strong action against injustice.

Dear Friend :—I am asked in thy note of this morning to give some account of my life. There is very little to give. I can say with Canning’s knife-grinder: "Story, God bless you! I have none to tell you!"  Image by: Stephen A. Schoff Read Whittiers own words about his life >>>I was born on the 17th of December, 1807, in the easterly part of Haverhill, Mass., in the house built by my first American ancestor, two hundred years ago. My father was a farmer, in moderate circumstances,—a man of good natural ability, and sound judgment. For a great many years he was one of the Selectmen of the town, and was often called upon to act as arbitrator H matters at issue between neighbors. My mother was Abigail Hussey, of Rollinsford, N. H. A bachelor uncle and a maiden aunt, both of whom I remember with much affection, lived in the family. The farm was not a very profitable one; it was burdened with debt and we had no spare money; but with strict economy we lived comfortably and respectably. Both my parents were members of the Society of Friends. I had a brother and two sisters. Our home was somewhat lonely, half hidden in oak woods, with no house in sight, and we had few companions of our age, and few occasions of recreation. Our school was only for twelve weeks in a year,— in the depth of winter, and half a mile distant. At an early age I was set at work on the farm, and doing errands for my mother, who, in addition to her ordinary house duties, was busy in spinning and weaving the linen and woolen cloth needed in the family. On First-days. father and mother, and sometimes one of the children, rode down to the Friends’ Meeting-house in Amesbury, eight miles distant. I think I rather enjoyed staying at home and wandering in the woods, or climbing Job’s hill, which rose abruptly from the brook which rippled down at the foot of our garden. From the top of the hill I could see the blue outline of the Deerfield mountains in New Hampshire, and the solitary peak of Agamenticus on the coast of Maine. A curving line of morning mist marked the course of the Merrimac, and Great Pond, or Kenoza, stretched away from the foot of the hill towards the village of Haverhill hidden from sight by intervening hills and woods, but which sent to us the sound of its two church bells. We had only about twenty volumes of books, most of them the journals of pioneer ministers in our society. Our only annual was an almanac. I was early fond of reading, and now and then heard of a book of biography or travel, and walked miles to borrow it.

When I was fourteen years old my first school-master, Joshua Coffin, the able, eccentric historian of Newbury, brought with him to our house a volume of Burns’ poems, from which he read, greatly to my delight. I begged him to leave the book with me; and set myself at once to the task of mastering the glossary of the Scottish dialect at its close. This was about the first poetry I had ever read, (with the exception of that of the Bible, of which I had been a close student,) and it had a lasting influence upon me I began to make rhymes myself, and to imagine stories and adventures. In fact I lived a sort of dual life, and in a world of fancy, as well as in the world of plain matter-of-fact about me. My father always had a weekly newspaper, and when young Garrison started his "Free Press" at Newburyport, he took it in the place of the "Haverhill Gazette." My sister, who was two years older than myself, sent one of my poetical attempts to the editor. Some weeks afterwards the news-carrier came along on horse-back and threw the paper out from his saddle-bags. My uncle and I were mending fences. I took up the sheet, and was surprised and overjoyed to see my lines in the "Poet’s Corner." I stood gazing at them in wonder, and my uncle had to call me several times to my work before I could recover myself. Soon after, Garrison came to our farm-house, and I was called in from hoeing in the corn-field to see him. He encouraged me, and urged my father to send me to school. I longed for education, but the means to procure it were wanting. Luckily, the young man who worked for us on the farm in summer, eked out his small income by making ladies’ shoes and slippers in the winter; and I learned enough of him to earn a sum sufficient to carry me through a term of six months in the Haverhill Academy. The next winter I ventured upon another expedient for raising money, and kept a district school in. the adjoining town of Amesbury, thereby enabling me to have another academy term. The next winter I spent in Boston, writing for a paper. Returning in the spring, while at work on the farm, I was surprised by an invitation to take charge of the Hartford (Ct.) "Review," in the place of the famous George D. Prentice, who had removed to Kentucky. I had sent him some of my school "compositions," which he had received favorably. I was unwilling to lose the chance of doing something more in accordance with my taste, and, though I felt my unfitness for the place, I accepted it, and remained nearly two years, when I was called home by the illness of my father, who died soon after. I then took charge of the farm, and worked hard to "make both ends meet ;" and, aided by my mother’s and sister’s thrift and economy, in some measure succeeded.

As a member of the Society of Friends, I had been educated to regard Slavery as a great and dangerous evil, and my sympathies were strongly enlisted for the oppressed slaves by my intimate acquaintance with William Lloyd Garrison. When the latter started his paper in Vermont, in 1828, I wrote him a letter commending his views upon Slavery, Intemperance and War, and assuring him that he was destined to do great things. In 1833 1 was a delegate to the first National Anti-Slavery Convention, at Philadelphia. I was one of the Secretaries of the Convention and signed its Declaration. In 1833 I was in the Massachusetts Legislature. I was mobbed in Concord, N. H., in company with George Thompson, afterwards member of the British Parliament, and narrowly escaped from great danger. I kept Thompson, whose life was hunted for, concealed in our lonely farm-house for two weeks. I was in Boston during the great mob in Washington Street, soon after, and was threatened with personal violence. In 1837 I was in New York, in conjunction with Henry B. Stanton and Theodore D. Weld, in the office of the American Anti-Slavery Society. The next year I took charge of the "Pennsylvania Freeman," an organ of the Anti-Slavery Society. My office was sacked and burned by a mob soon after, but I continued my paper until my health failed, when I returned to Massachusetts. The farm in Haverhill had, in the meantime, been sold, and my mother, aunt and youngest sister, had moved to Amesbury, near the Friends’ Meeting-house, and I took up my residence with them. All this time I had been actively engaged in writing for the anti-slavery cause. In 1833 I printed at my own expense, an edition of my first pamphlet, "Justice and Expediency." With the exception of a few dollars from the "Democratic Review" and "Buckingham’s Magazine," I received nothing for my poems and literary articles. Indeed, my pronounced views on Slavery made my name too unpopular for a publisher’s uses. I edited in 1844 "The Middlesex Standard," and afterwards became associate editor of the "National Era," at Washington. I early saw the necessity of separate political action on the part of Abolitionists. And was one of the founders of the Liberty Party—the germ of the present Republican Party.

In 1837 an edition of my complete poems, up to that time, was published by Ticknor & Fields. "In War Time," followed in 1864;. and in 1863, "Snow Bound." In 1860 I was chosen a member of the Electoral College of Massachusetts, and also in 1864. I have been a member of the Board of Overseers of Harvard College, and a Trustee of Brown University. But while feeling, and willing to meet, all the responsibilities of citizenship, and deeply interested in questions which concern the welfare and honor of the country, I have, as a rule, declined overtures for acceptance of public stations. I have always taken an active part in elections, but have not been willing to add my own example to the greed of office.

I have been a member of the Society of Friends by birth-right, and by a settled conviction of the truth of its principles and the importance of its testimonies, while, at the same time, I have a kind feeling towards all who are seeking, in different ways from mine, to serve God and benefit their fellow-men.

Neither of my sisters are living. My dear mother, to whom I own much every way, died in 1858. My brother is still living, in the city of Boston. My niece, his daughter, who was with me for some years, is now the wife of S. T. Pickard, Esq., of Portland, Maine. Since she left me I have spent much of my time with esteemed relatives at Oak Knoll, Danvers, Mass., though I still keep my homestead at Amesbury, where I am a voter.

My health was never robust; I inherited from both my parents a sensitive, nervous temperament; and one of my earliest recollections is of pain in the head, from which I have suffered all my life. For many years I have not been able to read or write for more than half an hour at a time; often not so long. Of late, my hearing has been defective. But in many ways I have been blest far beyond my deserving; and, grateful to the Divine Providence, I tranquilly await the close of a life which has been longer, and on the whole happier, than I had reason to expect, although far different from that which I dreamed of in youth. My experience confirms the words of old time, that "it is not in man who walketh to direct his steps." Claiming no exemption from the sins and follies of our common humanity, I dare not complain of their inevitable penalties. I have had to learn renunciation and submission, and

"Knowing

That kindly Providence its care is showing

In the withdrawal as in the bestowing, Scarcely I dare for more or less to pray."

Thy friend,

JOHN G. WHITTIER

John Whittier passed away on 7th September, 1892

Christian, Fantasy, Fireside poets, Slavery, Victorian

YearsCountryPoetInteraction
1759-1796
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Robert Burns
→ influenced John Greenleaf Whittier
1807-1882
USA
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
← praised by John Greenleaf Whittier
1809-1894
USA
Oliver Wendell Holmes
← praised by John Greenleaf Whittier
1817-1862
USA
Henry David Thoreau
← disliked by John Greenleaf Whittier
1819-1891
USA
James Russell Lowell
← praised by John Greenleaf Whittier
1849-1916
USA
James Whitcomb Riley
← influenced by John Greenleaf Whittier


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Immortal love, forever full
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The Vaudois Teacher
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A Christmas Carmen
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A Sabbath Scene
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Forgiveness
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Maud Muller
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A Word for the Hour
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Banished from Massachusett
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Burning Drift-Wood
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Ichabod
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In School-Days
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Mogg Megone - Part I.
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Red Riding Hood
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Snowbound, a Winter Idyl
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The Barefoot Boy
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The Battle Autumn of 1862
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The Eternal Goodness
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The Farewell of a Virginia Slave Mother
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The Frost Spirit
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The Norsemen
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The Shadow And The Light
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"I Was A Stranger, And Ye Took Me In"
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"The Laurels"
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"The Rock" In El Ghor
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A Day
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A Dream Of Summer
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A Greeting
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A Hero Gone
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A Lament
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A Lay Of Old Time
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A Legacy
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A Letter
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A Memorial
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A Memory
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A Mystery
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A Name
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A Sea Dream
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A Song For The Time
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A Song Inscribed To The Fremont Clubs
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A Song Of Harvest
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A Spiritual Manifestation
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A Summer Pilgrimage
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A Summons
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A Welcome To Lowell
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A Woman
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Abolition Of Slavery In The District Of Columbia, 1862
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Abraham Davenport
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Abram Morrison
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Adjustment
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Aechdeacon Barbour
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After Election
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All’s Well
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Among the Hills
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Amy Wentworth
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An Artist Of The Beautiful
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An Autograph
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An Easter Flower Gift
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An Outdoor Reception
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Andrew Rykman’s Prayer
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Anniversary Poem
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April
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Arisen At Last
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Astraea
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Astræa at the Capitol
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At Eventide
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At Last
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At Port Royal
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At School-Close
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At Washington
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Autumn Thoughts
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Barbara Frietchie
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Barclay Of Ury
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Bayard Taylor
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Benedicite
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Between The Gates
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Birchbrook Mill
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Brown Of Ossawatomie
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Bryant On His Birthday
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Burial of Barber
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Burns
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By Their Works
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Calef In Boston, 1692
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Cassandra Southwick
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Centennial Hymn
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Chalkey Hall
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Channing
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Chicago
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Child-Songs
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Clerical Oppressors
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Cobbler Keezar`s Vision
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Conduct
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Conductor Bradley
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Daniel Neall
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Daniel Wheeler
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Dedication - Songs of Labor
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Democracy
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Derne
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Disarmament
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Divine Compassion
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Ego
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Elliott
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Eva
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Expostulation
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Extract From "A New England Legend"
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Ezekiel
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First-Day Thoughts
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Fitz-Greene Halleck
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Flowers in Winter: Painted Upon a Porte Livre.
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For An Autumn festival
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For Righteousness` Sake
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Freedom In Brazil
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From Perugia
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Funeral Tree of the Sokokis
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Garden
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Garibaldi
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Garrison
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George L. Stearns
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Giving And Taking
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Godspeed
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Gone
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Greeting
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Hampton Beach
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Haverhill
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Hazel Blossoms
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Heap High the Golden Corn
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Help
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How Mary Grew
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How The Robin Came
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How The Women Went From Dover
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Howard At Atlanta
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Hymn For The Celebration Of Emancipation At Newburyport
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Hymn For The House Of Worship At Georgetown, Erected In Memory Of A Mother
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Hymn For The Opening Of Plymouth Church, St. Paul, Minnesota
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Hymn For The Opening Of Thomas Starr King’s House Of Worship, 1864
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Hymn I
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Hymn II
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Hymn Of The Children
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Hymn of The Dunkers
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Hymn, Sung At Christmas By The Scholars Of St. Helena’s Island, S.C.
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Hymns From The French Of Lamartine
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Hymns Of The Brahmo Somaj
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In Memory: James T. Fields
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In Peace
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In Quest
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In Remembrance Of Joseph Sturge
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In The "Old South"
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In The Evil Days
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Incription to Milton
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Inscription On A Fountain
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Inscription-For the relief by Preston Powers
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Inscriptions on a Sun-Dial
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Invocation
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Italy
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James Russell Lowell
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Jettie
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John Underhill
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June On The Merrimac
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Kathleen
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Kenoza Lake
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King Solomon and the Ants
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King Volmer and Elsie
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Kinsman
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Kossuth
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Laus Deo
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Laying Up Treasure
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Le Marais Du Cygne
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Leggett’s Monument
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Letter From A Missionary Of The Methodist Episcopal Church South, In Kansas, To A Distinguished Poli
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Lexington
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Lydia H. Sigourney
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Mabel Martin
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Marguerite
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Massachusett
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Memories
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Miriam
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Mithridates At Chios
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Mogg Megone - Part II.
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Mogg Megone - Part III.
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Moloch In State Street
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Mountain Pictures
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Mulford
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My Birthday
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My Dream
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My Namesake
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My Playmate
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My Psalm
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My Soul And I
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My Thanks,
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My Triumph
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My Trust
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Naples
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Naples – 1860
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Nauhaught, The Deacon
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New Hampshire
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Norembega
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Norumbega Hall
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O. W. Holmes On His Eightieth Birth-Day
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Official Piety
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On A Prayer-Book, With its Frontispiece, Ary Scheffer’s "Christus Consolator," Americanized By The O
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On Receiving An Eagle`s Quill From Lake Superior
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On The Big Horn
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One Of The Signers
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Our Autocrat
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Our Country
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Our Master
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Our River
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Our State
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Overruled
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Paean
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Palestine
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Pennsylvania Hall
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Pentucket
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Pictures
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Proem
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Questions Of Life
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R. S. S., At Deer Island On The Merrimac
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Rabbi Ismael
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Randolph Of Roanoke
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Rantoul
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Raphael
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Remembrance
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Requirement
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Revelation
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Revisited
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Ritner
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Samuel J. Tilden
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Seed-Time And Harvest
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Skipper Ireson`s Ride
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Song Of Slaves In The Desert
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Song Of The Negro Boatman
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St. John. 1647
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St. Martin`s Summer
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St.Gregory`s Guest
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Stanzas for the Times
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Storm On Lake Asquam
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Summer By The Lakeside: Lake Winnipesaukee
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Sumner
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Sunset On The Bearcamp
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Sweet Fern
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Tauler
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Telling the Bees
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The "Story Of Ida"
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The Angel Of Patience
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The Angels of Buena Vista
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The Answer
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The Bartholdi Statue
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The Bay Of Seven Islands
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The Birthday Wreath
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The Book
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The Branded Hand
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The Brewing Of Soma
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The Bridal of Pennacook
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The Brother Of Mercy
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The Brown Dwarf of Rugen
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The Cable Hymn
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The Call Of The Christian
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The Captain’s Well
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The Changeling ( From The Tent on the Beach )
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The Chapel of the Hermits
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The Christian Slave
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The Christian Tourists
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The Christmas Of 1888
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The Cities Of The Plain
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The Clear Vision
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The Common Question
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The Conquest Of Finland
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The Corn Song
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The Countess
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The Crisis
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The Cross
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The Crucifixion
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The Cry Of A Lost Soul
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The Curse Of The Charter-Breakers
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The Cypress-Tree Of Ceylon
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The Dead Feast of the Kol-Folk
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The Dead Ship Of Harpswell
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The Demon Of The Study
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The Disenthralled
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The Dole Of Jarl Thorkell
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The Double-Heade
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The Dream Of Pio Nono
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The Drovers
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The Emancipation Group
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The Eve Of Election
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The Exiles. 1660
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The Familist`s Hymn
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The Female Martyr
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The First Flowers
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The Fishermen
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The Fountain
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The Freed Islands
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The Friend’s Burial
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The Fruit-Gift
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The Funeral Tree of the Sokokis. 1756
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The Gallows
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The Garrison of Cape Ann
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The Gift of Tritemius
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The Golden Wedding Of Longwood
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The Grave By The Lake
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The Haschish
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The Healer
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The Henchman
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The Hermit of Thebaid
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The Hero
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The Hill-Top
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The Hive At Gettysburg
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The Holy Land. From Lamartine
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The Homestead
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The Human Sacrifice
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The Hunters Of Men
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The Huskers
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The Inward Judge
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The Jubilee Singers
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The Kansas Emigrants
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The Khan`s Devil
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The King`s Missive
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The Knight of St. John
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The Lakeside
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The Landmarks
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The Last Eve Of Summer
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The Last Walk In Autumn
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The Legend of St. Mark
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The Library
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The Light That Is Felt
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The Lost Occasion
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The Lost Statesman
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The Lumbermen
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The Maids Of Attitash
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The Mantle Of St. John De Matha. A Legend Of "The Red, White, And Blue," A. D. 1154-1864
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The Mayflowers
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The Meeting
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The Memory Of Burns
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The Men Of Old
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The Merrimac
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The Minister’s Daughter
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The Moral Warfare
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The Mystic’s Christmas
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The New Exodus
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The New Wife and the Old
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The New Year
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The Old Burying-Ground
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The Over-Heart
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The Pageant
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The Palatine
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The Palm-Tree
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The Panorama
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The Pass Of The Sierra
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The Pastoral Letter
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The Peace Autumn
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The Peace Convention At Brussels
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The Peace Of Europe
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The Pennsylvania
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The Pine Tree
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The Pipes At Lucknow
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The Poet And The Children
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The Poor Voter On Election Day
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The Prayer Of Agassiz
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The Prayer-Seeker
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The Preacher
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The Pressed Gentian
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The Prisoner For Debt
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The Prisoners Of Naples
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The Problem
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The Proclamation
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The Prophecy of Samuel Sewall
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The Pumpkin
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The Quaker Alumni
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The Quaker Of The Olden Time
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The Ranger
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The Red River Voyageur
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The Reformer
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The Relic
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The Rendition
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The Reunion
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The Reward
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The River Path
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The Robin
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The Rock-Tomb Of Bradore
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The Seeking Of The Waterfall
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The Sentence Of John L. Brown
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The Ship-Builders
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The Shoemakers
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The Singer
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The Sisters
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The Sisters - A Picture By Barry
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The Slave Ships
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The Slaves Of Martinique
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The Star Of Bethlehem
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The Summons
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The Swan Song of Parson Avery
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The Sycamores
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The Tent On The Beach
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The Three Bells
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The Trailing Arbutus
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The Truce of Piscataqua
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The Two Angels
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The Two Elizabeths
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The Two Loves
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The Two Rabbins
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The Vanishers
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The Vision Of Echard
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The Voices
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The Vow Of Washington
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The Waiting
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The Watchers
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The Well of Loch Maree
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The Wife Of Manoah To Her Husband
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The Wind Of March
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The Wish Of To-Day
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The Wishing Bridge
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The Witch of Wenham
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The Witch`s Daughter
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The Wood Giant
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The Word
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The World’s Convention Of The Friends Of Emancipation, Held In London In 1840
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The Worship of Nature
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The Wreck Of Rivermouth
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The Yankee Girl
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Theirs
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Thomas Starr King
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Thy Will Be Done
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To E. C. S.
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To -----
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To ------,
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To A Cape Ann Schooner
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To A Friend
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To A Southern Statesman
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To Avis Keene
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To Charles Sumner
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To Delaware
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To Englishmen
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To Faneuil Hall
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To Fredrika Bremer
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To G. G.
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To George B. Cheever
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To J. P.
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To James T. Fields
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To John C. Freemont
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To Lydia Maria Child
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To Massachusetts
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To My Friend OnThe Death Of His Sister
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To My Old Schoolmaster
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To My Sister,
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To Oliver Wendell Holmes
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To Pennsylvania
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To Pius IX
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To Ronge
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To Samuel E. Sewall And Harriet W. Sewall Of Melrose
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To The Memory Of Charles B. Storrs
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To The Memory Of Thomas Shipley
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To The Reformers Of England
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To The Thirty-Ninth Congress
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To William H. Seward
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To William Lloyd Garrison
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Toussaint L’Ouverture
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Trinitas
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Trust
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Utterance
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Valuation
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Vesta
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Voice Of New England
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We May Not Climb the Heavenly Steeps
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What Of The Day
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What the Birds Said
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What The Traveller Said At Sunset
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What The Voice Said
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William Forster
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William Francis Bartlett
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Wilson
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Winter Roses
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Within The Gate
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Wordsworth
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Worship
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Yorktown
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`Ein` Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott` - Luther`s Hymn
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