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KelleyCostigan: This Saturday, afternoon, I give you Don’t Quit by John Greenleaf Whittier. If you like what you hear, please consider buying me a coffee. ☕️

SimplyShobana: Stick to the fight when you are hardest hit - It is when things go wrong that you must not quit!! - John Greenleaf Whittier, DON'T QUIT Happy Birthday Arnab

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Zen_Moments: Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew. ~ John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

abbyss_04: Stick to the fight when you're hardest hit It's when things seem worst that you must not quit. - John Greenleaf Whittier

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CrisDreaNoSuko: Green calm below, blue quietness above. - John Greenleaf Whittier CRISDREA MARCHmatibay

MaxColeArt: “Drop Thy still dews of quietness Till all our strivings cease; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace... O still small voice of calm!” John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892)

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AlanDowers: It is Saltine American history month. It's OK to be a Cracker. The white abolitionist movement in the North was led by social reformers, especially William Lloyd Garrison, founder of the American Anti-Slavery Society; writers such as John Greenleaf Whittier

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siga_ivan: “For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: It might have been!” –John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

dozman01: Immortal Love for ever full, for ever flowing free, for ever shared, for ever whole, a never-ebbing sea. - Author John Greenleaf Whittier (1866)

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

ActionsNotTalk: “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.” ― John Greenleaf Whittier

MaxColeArt: “Drop Thy still dews of quietness Till all our strivings cease; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace... O still small voice of calm!” John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892)

TosinOyelami: Rest if you must, but don't you quit. - John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

imaginativecons: “Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl” (poem by John Greenleaf Whittier)

WinstonElliott3: “Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl” (poem by John Greenleaf Whittier)

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

YMANSI_: " For all the sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: 'it might have been' " -john Greenleaf Whittier

WarMed_117: "Now, hold on!" I hear you say. "You didn't write that! A guy called John Greenleaf Whittier wrote that." See, here's the thing. Most sources have no idea where it came from, and it's attributed to a couple of guys. Well I wrote that. In high school.

jfoster58: Literary footnote: Published this day in 1866, *Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyll* by John Greenleaf Whittier.

LiteraryRob: The sun that brief December day: John Greenleaf Whittier's signature poem "Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyll" was published on February 17, 1866 --

billioris: Dave Thoreau here for supper last nite. He got into an argument with John Greenleaf Whittier, the Good Gray Poet, as to whether snow is really ermine too dear for an earl & Greenleaf called him a Commie. Dave then crept up behind Greenleaf and shouted ‘Boo!’ Your mom H. B. STOWE,

Veerini1: No longer forward not behind I look in hope or fear ; But grateful, take the good I find, The best of now & here. ~John Greenleaf Whittier

CCompound: "All the windows of my heart I open to the day" - John Greenleaf Whittier

Quotes23589796: “Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.”― John Greenleaf Whittier, Maud Muller - Pamphlet

CCompound: "All the windows of my heart I open to the day" - John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

Word_Wilderness: Episode 14 of Cloister Talk, titled “The Pennsylvania Pilgrim,” examines the Fireside Poet John Greenleaf Whittier’s interpretation of the Pennsylvania German, Quaker, and early abolitionist Francis Daniel Pastorius. Listen here:

_elizbieber: My Mama would always read the poem by John Greenleaf Whittier, "Snow-bound" on the night we'd have a snow day. back in Michigan. I miss her, she passed with Cancer when I was 18, now I am 73, she was 47.

cjnapoet: Breathe through the heats of our desire your coolness and your balm; let sense be dumb, let flesh retire, speak through the earthquake, wind and fire, O still small voice of calm, O still small voice of calm / Dear Lord and Father of mankind John Greenleaf Whittier (1807 - 1892)

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

sbibb_bibb: “I’ll lift you and you’ll lift me and we’ll both ascend together.” John Greenleaf Whittier

NHChronicle: How a local descendant of John Greenleaf Whittier is bringing her talents to her ancestor’s words. Tune in tonight at 7:00.

CharlesAFrancis: “For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these ‘It might have been.’” ~ John Greenleaf Whittier

eeeeeeejilisaav: Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been. John Greenleaf Whittier

sunsetandfire: Of all sad words of tongue or pen The saddest are these: "It might have been" - John Greenleaf Whittier

HobanGirl: The great eventful Present hides the Past; but through the din Of its loud life hints and echoes from the life behind steal in. — John Greenleaf Whittier Biding time as a funeral Mass wraps at St. Mary’s. Ambling past Old Town shops, along its Heritage Trail, birdseed in hand.

bellaemelda: "Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: it might have been." - John Greenleaf Whittier

mirielmargaret: It was a happy thought to bring To the dark season’s frost and rime This painted memory of spring, This dream of summer-time. John Greenleaf Whittier, from “Flowers in Winter”

BrigidAlverson: Today's mood, courtesy of Mr. John Greenleaf Whittier: The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. ... One of my father's favorite poems. Read it here:

oroysclothing: Green Calm Below, Blue quietness above. -John Greenleaf Whittier. follow us on instagram/facebook

MrMoxy: For all the sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: 'It might have been.' - John Greenleaf Whittier

Mkhubaibch: Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been. John Greenleaf Whittier

Satiristas: "For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these: 'It might have been.'" --John Greenleaf Whittier, poet (1807-1892)

MaxColeArt: Can you hear the still small voice of calm? “Drop Thy still dews of quietness Till all our strivings cease; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace." John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892)

mar99ja: For all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these, ... 'IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN'. - John Greenleaf Whittier.

quot3bot: "Peace hath higher tests of manhood than battle ever knew." ~ John Greenleaf Whittier

DNaranatha: -John Greenleaf Whittier

ifsowell: For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, ''It might have been''. -John Greenleaf Whittier

NathanEChard: 'For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, "It might have been"' - John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

MelanieJaxn: All the windows of my heart I open to the day. ~John Greenleaf Whittier (This will be matra for yoga this week) art by Icart

flowingfaith: The steps of faith fall on the seeming void, but find the rock beneath.~ John Greenleaf Whittier

epiccrescendo: Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line back with tropic heat ~ John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

100percentwinns: Rest if you must, but never quit. – John Greenleaf Whittier

Sneeveyo: John Greenleaf Whittier needs to write another...

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

DrGarcinia: 'Who never climbs as rarely falls.' - John Greenleaf Whittier

Catholic_Gifts: The steps of faith fall on the seeming void and find the Rock beneath. -John Greenleaf Whittier

WiltcherL: "You don't always win your battles, but it's good to know you fought."—John Greenleaf Whittier

McneillSean: For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, “It might have been.” – John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

AnyMumCan: "It's when things go wrong that you must not quit!" John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

beyourhome: As a small businessperson, you have no greater leverage than the truth. - John Greenleaf Whittier

tomsims: "O Brother Man, fold to thy heart thy brother: Where pity dwells, the peace of God is there; To worship rightly is to love each other, Each smile a hymn, each kindly word a prayer." - John Greenleaf Whittier

LalodeLaCarpio: For all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, “It might have been.” —John Greenleaf Whittier

FuelledByAdobo: For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'. - John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

MikesJokesEtc: For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, It might have been. -John Greenleaf Whittier

Jahid44986776: Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been. John Greenleaf Whittier

projectouchline: Drop thy still dews of quietness, till all our strivings cease; take from our souls the strain and stress, and let our ordered lives confess the beauty of thy peace. Breathe through the heats of our desire. O still, small voice of calm. John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-92)

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

IndiePsychology: “No longer forward or behind I look in hope or fear, But grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.” ― John Greenleaf Whittier

xbangsatt: Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been. -John Greenleaf Whittier, Maud Muller - Pamphlet

karimbitar: "For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these:"It might have been!" John Greenleaf Whittier

jim_dey: For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'. ~John Greenleaf Whittier

Rev_Airgood: I really love this idea. Ruby Bridges, Marsha P Johnson, Eleanor Roosevelt, and (my distant relative!) abolitionist poet John Greenleaf Whittier. Justice for all!

scj: “For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.” — John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

holly_season: “Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.” ~ John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

FernandoIngles: “Of all the words of tongue and pen there are no sadder words than ‘what might have been’...” -John Greenleaf Whittier-

WestWebCalendar: 7:00 PM: Recitations from Edgar Allan Poe and the Fireside Poets – A Virtual Event: Join us for an evening of poetry and storytelling, as Abner Serd recites the works of Poe, Longfellow, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Greenleaf Whittier, and others. Please…

JeffRya31213981: “For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ...” (II Cor 5:10). “For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.” - John Greenleaf Whittier

MikesJokesEtc: All the windows of my heart I open to the day. -John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

chikuwa100q_bot: 19. For all sad words of tongue and pen/ the saddest are those 'It might have been.' [John Greenleaf Whittier]

desisuewright: “Before me, even as behind, God is, and all is well.” John Greenleaf Whittier

chikuwa100q_bot: 99. You don't always win/ your battles, but it's good to know you fought. [John Greenleaf Whittier]

annaart89: "For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: 'It might have been!'" John Greenleaf Whittier



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