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 ...
Henry Van Dyke Poems on Pain (26 Poems)
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 ...
Spirit Of The Everlasting Boy (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
ODE FOR THE HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARY OF LAWRENCEVILLE SCHOOLJune 11, 1910IThe British bard who looked on Eton's walls,Endeared by distance in ...
Another Chance (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
A DRAMATIC LYRICCome, give me back my life again, you heavy-handed Death!Uncrook your fingers from my throat, and let me ...
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 ...
The Whip-Poor-Will (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
Do you remember, father,-- It seems so long ago,-- The day we fished together Along the Pocono? At dusk I waited for you, Beside the ...
Mercy For Armenia (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
ITHE TURK'S WAYStand back, ye messengers of mercy! Stand Far off, for I will save my troubled folk In my own way. ...
A Psalm Of The Unseen Altar (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
Man the maker of cities is also a builder of altars:Among his habitations he setteth tables for his god.He bringeth ...
To Mark Twain (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
IAT A BIRTHDAY FEASTWith memories old and wishes newWe crown our cups again,And here's to you, and here's to youWith ...
The Veery (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
THE MOONBEAMS over Arno's vale in silver flood were pouring, When first I heard the nightingale a long-lost love deploring. So passionate, ...
Day And Night (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
How long is the night, brother, And how long is the day?Oh, the day's too short for a happy task, And the ...
Transformation (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
Only a little shrivelled seed,It might be flower, or grass, or weed;Only a box of earth on the edgeOf a ...
The Snow-Field (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
White Death had laid his pall upon the plain, And crowned the mountain-peaks like monarchs dead; The vault of heaven was glaring overheadWith ...
School (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
I put my heart to schoolIn the world where men grow wise:"Go out," I said, "and learn the rule;'Come back ...
Thorn And Rose (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
Far richer than a thornless roseWhose branch with beauty never glows,Is that which every June adornsWith perfect bloom among its ...
Two Schools (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I put my heart to school In the world, where men grow wise, "Go out," I said, "and learn the ...
Victor Hugo (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Heart of France for a hundred years, Passionate, sensitive, proud, and strong, Quick to throb with her hopes and fears, ...
Peace (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
My April Lady (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
When down the stair at morning The sunbeams round her float, Sweet rivulets of laughter Are bubbling in her throat; ...
Milton (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Lover of beauty, walking on the height Of pure philosophy and tranquil song; Born to behold the visions that ...
Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Keats (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
The melancholy gift Aurora gained From Jove, that her sad lover should not see The face of death, no goddess ...
Indian Summer (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A soft veil dims the tender skies, And half conceals from pensive eyes The bronzing tokens of the fall; A ...
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Oh, quick to feel the lightest touch Of beauty or of truth, Rich in the thoughtfulness of age, The hopefulness ...
Departure (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Oh, why are you shining so bright, big Sun, And why is the garden so gay? Do you know that ...
A Health to Mark Twain (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
At his Birthday Feast With memories old and wishes new We crown our cups again, And here's to you, and ...