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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Work

Work


Let me but do my work from day to day,
In field or forest, at the desk or loom,
In roaring market-place or tranquil room;
Le…

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

So pitiful as these!

So pitiful as these!


Like a potter's vessel broke
The great ships of the line;
They were carried away as a smoke,
Or sank like le…

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Without Disguise

Without Disguise

If I have erred in showing all my heart,
And lost your favour by a lack of pride;
If standing like a beggar at your side

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Victor Hugo

Victor Hugo

Heart of France for a hundred years,
Passionate, sensitive, proud, and strong,
Quick to throb with her hopes and fears,
Fierc…

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Twilight in the Alps

Twilight in the Alps

I love the hour that comes, with dusky hair
And dewy feet, along the Alpine dells
To lead the cattle forth. A thousand bells…

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Undine

Undine


'T was far away and long ago,
When I was but a dreaming boy,
This fairy tale of love and woe
Entranced my heart with tearf…

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

To James Whitcomb Riley

To James Whitcomb Riley

On his "Book of Joyous Children"

Yours is a garden of old-fashioned flowers;
Joyous children delight to play ther…

295
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

I

BIRTHDAY VERSES

Dear Aldrich, now November's mellow days
Have brought another Festa round to you,…

299
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The White Bees

The White Bees

I

LEGEND

Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus,
youngest of the shepherds,
Saying, "I will make you k…

335
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Window

The Window

All night long, by a distant bell,
The passing hours were notched
On the dark, while her breathing rose and fell,
And the spar…

324
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Vain King

The Vain King

In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest,
A jewelled collar shone upon his breast,
A giant ruby glittered in his crown -----

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Statue of Sherman by St. Gaudens

The Statue of Sherman by St. Gaudens

This is the soldier brave enough to tell
The glory-dazzled world that `war is hell':
Lover of peace, he look…

191
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Proud Lady

The Proud Lady

When Stiivoren town was in its prime
And queened the Zuyder Zee,
Its ships went out to every clime
With costly merchantry.…

332
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Oxford Thrushes

The Oxford Thrushes

FEBRUARY, 1917

I never thought again to hear
The Oxford thrushes singing clear,
Amid the February rain,

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Hermit Thrush

The Hermit Thrush

O wonderful! How liquid clear
The molten gold of that ethereal tone,
Floating and falling through the wood alone,
A her…

328
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Mocking-Bird

The Mocking-Bird

In mirth he mocks the other birds at noon,
Catching the lilt of every easy tune;
But when the day departs he sings of love,--

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Foolish Fir-Tree

The Foolish Fir-Tree

A tale that the poet Rückert told
To German children, in days of old;
Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme
Like …

324
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Glory of Ships

The Glory of Ships

The glory of ships is an old, old song,
since the days when the sea-rovers ran
In their open boats through the roaring surf, <…

372
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Black Birds

The Black Birds

I

Once, only once, I saw it clear, --
That Eden every human heart has dreamed
A hundred times, but always far away…

335
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

The Ancestral Dwelling

The Ancestral Dwelling

Dear to my heart are the ancestral dwellings of America,
Dearer than if they were haunted by ghosts of royal splendour;
Th…

314
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Spring in the South

Spring in the South

Now in the oak the sap of life is welling,
Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings;
Now on the elm the misty buds are swel…

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Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Stars and the Soul

Stars and the Soul

To Charles A. Young, Astronomer

"Two things," the wise man said, "fill me with awe:
The starry heavens and the moral…

294
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Robert Browning

Robert Browning

How blind the toil that burrows like the mole,
In winding graveyard pathways underground,
For Browning's lineage! What if men hav…

336
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke

Shelley

Shelley


Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest,
And Minstrel of the Unfulfilled Desire;
For ever tuning thy frail earthly lyre
T…

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