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9583	Whittier, John Greenleaf	Occasional Poems Part 3 from Volume IV of The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier			.txt	text/plain	11999	1155	96	The joy of him who toils with God. O Painter of the fruits and flowers! We thank Thee for thy wise design But sweet Kenoza, from thy shore And light mists walk thy mimic sea, I thank you for sweet summer days, Our memory like thy laurels green. White flowers of love its walls shall climb, Its days shall all be holy time. And brief to thy eternal days. Thanks for thy generous faith in man, For love shall lay each corner-stone. And hearts are light and eyes are glad, though heads are badger-gray. "Let there be light!" God spake of old, Here, where of old, by Thy design, The world that needs the hand and heart In thy old historic way Let thy loyal hearts rejoice Were Thy own fruits and flowers. Thy gifts each year renewed; The air to-day, our love is hers! And tender memories of old days	./cache/9583.txt	./txt/9583.txt