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WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF A FRIEND	A
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On page of thine I cannot trace	B
The cold and heartless commonplace	B
A statue's fixed and marble grace	B
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For ever as these lines I penned	A
Still with the thought of thee will blend	A
That of some loved and common friend	A
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Who in life's desert track has made	C
His pilgrim tent with mine or strayed	C
Beneath the same remembered shade	C
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And hence my pen unfettered moves	D
In freedom which the heart approves	D
The negligence which friendship loves	E
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And wilt thou prize my poor gift less	F
For simple air and rustic dress	F
And sign of haste and carelessness	G
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Oh more than specious counterfeit	H
Of sentiment or studied wit	H
A heart like thine should value it	H
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Yet half I fear my gift will be	I
Unto thy book if not to thee	I
Of more than doubtful courtesy	I
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A banished name from Fashion's sphere	J
A lay unheard of Beauty's ear	K
Forbid disowned what do they here	K
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Upon my ear not all in vain	L
Came the sad captive's clanking chain	L
The groaning from his bed of pain	L
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And sadder still I saw the woe	M
Which only wounded spirits know	M
When Pride's strong footsteps o'er them go	M
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Spurned not alone in walks abroad	N
But from the temples of the Lord	O
Thrust out apart like things abhorred	O
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Deep as I felt and stern and strong	P
In words which Prudence smothered long	P
My soul spoke out against the wrong	P
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Not mine alone the task to speak	Q
Of comfort to the poor and weak	Q
And dry the tear on Sorrow's cheek	Q
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But mingled in the conflict warm	R
To pour the fiery breath of storm	R
Through the harsh trumpet of Reform	R
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To brave Opinion's settled frown	S
From ermined robe and saintly gown	S
While wrestling reverenced Error down	S
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Founts gushed beside my pilgrim way	T
Cool shadows on the greensward lay	T
Flowers swung upon the bending spray	T
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And broad and bright on either hand	U
Stretched the green slopes of Fairy land	U
With Hope's eternal sunbow spanned	U
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Whence voices called me like the flow	M
Which on the listener's ear will grow	M
Of forest streamlets soft and low	M
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And gentle eyes which still retain	L
Their picture on the heart and brain	L
Smiled beckoning from that path of pain	L
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In vain nor dream nor rest nor pause	V
Remain for him who round him draws	V
The battered mail of Freedom's cause	W
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From youthful hopes from each green spot	X
Of young Romance and gentle Thought	Y
Where storm and tumult enter not	X
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From each fair altar where belong	P
The offerings Love requires of Song	P
In homage to her bright eyed throng	P
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With soul and strength with heart and hand	U
I turned to Freedom's struggling band	U
To the sad Helots of our land	U
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What marvel then that Fame should turn	Z
Her notes of praise to those of scorn	A2
Her gifts reclaimed her smiles withdrawn	B2
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What matters it a few years more	C2
Life's surge so restless heretofore	C2
Shall break upon the unknown shore	C2
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In that far land shall disappear	J
The shadows which we follow here	K
The mist wreaths of our atmosphere	J
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Before no work of mortal hand	U
Of human will or strength expand	U
The pearl gates of the Better Land	U
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Alone in that great love which gave	D2
Life to the sleeper of the grave	D2
Resteth the power to seek and save	D2
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Yet if the spirit gazing through	E2
The vista of the past can view	E2
One deed to Heaven and virtue true	E2
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If through the wreck of wasted powers	F2
Of garlands wreathed from Folly's bowers	F2
Of idle aims and misspent hours	F2
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The eye can note one sacred spot	X
By Pride and Self profaned not	X
A green place in the waste of thought	Y
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Where deed or word hath rendered less	F
The sum of human wretchedness	F
And Gratitude looks forth to bless	F
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The simple burst of tenderest feeling	G2
From sad hearts worn by evil dealing	G2
For blessing on the hand of healing	G2
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Better than Glory's pomp will be	I
That green and blessed spot to me	I
A palm shade in Eternity	I
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Something of Time which may invite	H2
The purified and spiritual sight	H2
To rest on with a calm delight	H2
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And when the summer winds shall sweep	I2
With their light wings my place of sleep	I2
And mosses round my headstone creep	I2
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If still as Freedom's rallying sign	J2
Upon the young heart's altars shine	J2
The very fires they caught from mine	J2
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If words my lips once uttered still	K2
In the calm faith and steadfast will	K2
Of other hearts their work fulfil	K2
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Perchance with joy the soul may learn	Z
These tokens and its eye discern	Z
The fires which on those altars burn	Z
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A marvellous joy that even then	L2
The spirit hath its life again	L2
In the strong hearts of mortal men	L2
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Take lady then the gift I bring	G2
No gay and graceful offering	G2
No flower smile of the laughing spring	G2
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Midst the green buds of Youth's fresh May	T
With Fancy's leaf enwoven bay	T
My sad and sombre gift I lay	T
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And if it deepens in thy mind	M2
A sense of suffering human kind	M2
The outcast and the spirit blind	M2
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Oppressed and spoiled on every side	N2
By Prejudice and Scorn and Pride	N2
Life's common courtesies denied	N2
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Sad mothers mourning o'er their trust	O2
Children by want and misery nursed	P2
Tasting life's bitter cup at first	P2
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If to their strong appeals which come	Q2
From fireless hearth and crowded room	R2
And the close alley's noisome gloom	R2
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Though dark the hands upraised to thee	I
In mute beseeching agony	I
Thou lend'st thy woman's sympathy	I
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Not vainly on thy gentle shrine	J2
Where Love and Mirth and Friendship twine	J2
Their varied gifts I offer mine	J2

John Greenleaf Whittier

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