Henry Van Dyke Poems on Faces (35 Poems)

Vera (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

IA silent world,-yet full of vital joyUttered in rhythmic movements manifold,And sunbeams flashing on the face of thingsLike sudden smilings of divine delight,-A world of many sorrows too, revealedIn fading flowers and withering leaves and darkTear-laden clouds, and tearless, clinging … Continue reading →

The Toiling Of Felix (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

IPRELUDE Hear a word that Jesus spake Nineteen hundred years ago, Where the crimson lilies blow Round the blue Tiberian lake: There the bread of life He brake, Through the fields of harvest walking With His lowly comrades, talking Of the secret thoughts that feed Weary souls in … Continue reading →

Who Follow The Flag (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

PHI BETA KAPPA ODEHARVARD UNIVERSITYJune 30, 1910 IAll day long in the city’s canyon-street, With its populous cliffs alive on either side, I saw a river of marching men like a tideFlowing after the flag: and the rhythmic beat Of the drums, and … Continue reading →

Eight Echoes From The Poems Of August Angellier (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

ITHE IVORY CRADLEThe cradle I have made for theeIs carved of orient ivory,And curtained round with wavy silkMore white than hawthorn-bloom or milk.A twig of box, a lilac spray,Will drive the goblin-horde away;And charm thy childlike heart to keepHer happy … Continue reading →

The Grand Canyon (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

DAYBREAK What makes the lingering Night so cling to thee?Thou vast, profound, primeval hiding-placeOf ancient secrets,-gray and ghostly gulfCleft in the green of this high forest land,And crowded in the dark with giant forms!Art thou a grave, a prison, or a … Continue reading →

The River Of Dreams (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

The river of dreams runs quietly down From its hidden home in the forest of sleep, With a measureless motion calm and deep;And my boat slips out on the current brown, In a tranquil bay where the trees incline Far over the waves, and … Continue reading →

Ode To Peace (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

IIN EXCELSISTwo dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height,Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the realm of shadows,-fine,And far, and clear,-where advent of the nightMeans only glorious nearness of the stars,And dawn unhindered breaks above the barsThat long the lower … Continue reading →

Santa Christina (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

Saints are God’s flowers, fragrant souls That His own hand hath planted,Not in some far-off heavenly place, Or solitude enchanted,But here and there and everywhere,- In lonely field, or crowded town, God sees a flower when He looks down.Some wear the lily’s stainless white, And … Continue reading →

‘Liberty Enlightening (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

Thou warden of the western gate, above Manhattan Bay,The fogs of doubt that hid thy face are driven clean away:Thine eyes at last look far and clear, thou liftest high thy handTo spread the light of liberty world-wide for every … Continue reading →

The Distant Road (Henry Van Dyke Poems)

Blessed is the man that beholdeth the face of a friend in a far country,The darkness of his heart is melted by the dawning of day within him, It is like the sound of a sweet music heard long ago … Continue reading →