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John Green·leaf

[green-leef] , 1807–92, U.S. poet.

a city in SW California, E of Los Angeles.

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Whittier (ˈwɪtɪə)

—n
	John Greenleaf. 1807--92, US poet and humanitarian: a leading campaigner in the antislavery movement. His poems include Snow-Bound (1866)

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