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The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 4. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Personal Poems (search)
a political offender; and, in consequence, he left Switzerland, and came to the United States. At the time of the formation of the American Anti-Slavery Society he was a Professor in Harvard University, honored for his genius, learning, and estimable character. His love of liberty and hatred of oppression led him to seek an interview with Garrison and express his sympathy with him. Soon after, he attended a meeting of the New England Anti-Slavery Society. An able speech was made by Rev. A. A. Phelps, and a letter of mine addressed to the Secretary of the Society was read. Whereupon he rose and stated that his views were in unison with those of the Society, and that after hearing the speech and the letter, he was ready to join it, and abide the probable consequences of such an unpopular act. He lost by so doing his professorship. He was an able member of the Executive Committee of the American Anti-Slavery Society. He perished in the ill-fated steamer Lexington, which was burned
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 4. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Appendix (search)
revisited Whittier in 1868.] The years that since we met have flown Leave as they found me, still alone: No wife, nor child, nor grandchild dear, Are mine the heart of age to cheer. More favored thou, with hair less gray Than mine, canst let thy fancy stray To where thy little Constance sees The prairie ripple in the breeze; For one like her to lisp thy name Is better than the voice of fame. to Lucy Larcom. 3d mo., 1870. Pray give the ‘Atlantic’ A brief unpedantic Review of Miss Phelps' book, Which teaches and helps folk To deal with the offenders In love which surrenders All pride unforgiving, The lost one receiving With truthful believing That she like all others, Our sisters and brothers, Is only a sinner Whom God's love within her Can change to the whiteness Of heaven's own brightness. For who shall see tarnish If He sweep and garnish? When He is the cleanser Shall we dare to censure? Say to Fields, if he ask of it, I can't take the task of it. P. S.—For myself, if<