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 Poets (15 Poems)
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 ...
The Ballad Of The Solemn Ass (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
Recited at the Century Club, New York: Twelfth Night. 1906Come all ye good Centurions and wise men of the times,You've ...
Richard Watson Gilder (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
IN MEMORIAMSoul of a soldier in a poet's frame, Heart of a hero in a body frail; Thine was the courage clear ...
The Glacier (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
At dawn in silence moves the mighty stream, The silver-crested waves no murmur make; But far away the avalanches wakeThe rumbling echoes, ...
Tennyson: In Lucem Transitus, October, 1892 (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
FROM the misty shores of midnight, touched with splendors of the moon,To the singing tides of heaven, and the light ...
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, ...
To James Whitcomb Riley (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
On his "Book of Joyous Children" Yours is a garden of old-fashioned flowers; Joyous children delight to play there; Weary ...
The Foolish Fir-Tree (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
Robert Browning (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
How blind the toil that burrows like the mole, In winding graveyard pathways underground, For Browning's lineage! What if men ...
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 ...
Longfellow (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In a great land, a new land, a land full of labour and riches and confusion, Where there were many ...
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 ...
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 ...
A Home Song (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I read within a poet's book A word that starred the page: "Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor ...