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 ...
IA silent world,-yet full of vital joyUttered in rhythmic movements manifold,And sunbeams flashing on the face of thingsLike sudden smilings ...
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 ...
DAYBREAKWhat makes the lingering Night so cling to thee?Thou vast, profound, primeval hiding-placeOf ancient secrets,-gray and ghostly gulfCleft in the green ...
What time the rose of dawn is laid across the lips of night,And all the little watchman-stars have fallen asleep ...
IAh, who will tell me, in these leaden days,Why the sweet Spring delays,And where she hides,-the dear desire Of every heart ...
For the Mark Twain Dinner, December 5, 1905 Some three-score years and ten ago A prince was born at Florida, Mo.; And though ...
While May bedecks the naked trees With tassels and embroideries, And many blue-eyed violets beam Along the edges of the stream, I hear a ...
I will sing of the bounty of the big trees,They are the green tents of the Almighty,He hath set them ...
Blessed is the man that beholdeth the face of a friend in a far country,The darkness of his heart is ...
There is a bird I know so well, It seems as if he must have sung Beside my crib when I was ...
Happy is the man that seeth the face of a friend in a far country:The darkness of his heart is ...
It's little I can tell About the birds in books;And yet I know them well, By their music and their looks: When May ...
In the blue heaven the clouds will come and go,Scudding before the gale, or drifting slowAs galleons becalmed in Sundown ...
Great Nature had a million words,In tongues of trees and songs of birds,But none to breathe the heart of man,Till ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
O wonderful! How liquid clear The molten gold of that ethereal tone, Floating and falling through the wood alone, A ...
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,-- ...
All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still, All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the ...
There are songs for the morning and songs for the night, For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon; ...
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