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• And step by step, since time began, I see the steady gain of man.
  -- John G. Whittier (1807-1892) -- The Chapel of the Hermi...
• Low stir of leaves and dip of oars And lapsing waves on quiet shores.
  -- John G. Whittier (1807-1892) -- Snow Bound...
• Making their lives a prayer. -- John G.
  Whittier (1807-1892) -- To A, K, On receiving a Basket of Sea-Mosse...
• The hope of all who suffer, The dread of all who wrong.
  -- John G. Whittier (1807-1892) -- The Mantle of St. John de Matha...
• Give lettered pomp to teeth of Time, So "Bonnie Doon" but tarry
  Blot out the epic's stately rhyme, But spare his "Highland Mary!...
• I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in ai
  I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care....
• So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn Which once he wore
  The glory from his gray hairs gone For evermore! -- John G. Whittier (1807-1892) -- Ichabod!...
• John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892), _For Righteousness' Sake_ (1855)
• The books are old, but they chronicle the rise of Castrovalva up to the present day.
  -- Shardovan, CASTROVALVA...