Poems by Henry Van Dyke
Little Boatie
... Dews are sprinkling, stars are twinkling ...
A November Daisy
... I remember, In the flood of youth's delight ...
The Glacier
... And leave the hollow air with naught to break ...
The Great River
... The world is safe because it floats in Thee ...
The Veery
... New England woods, at close of day, with that clear chant are ringing:&emsp ...
The Welcome tent
... But it is good for us to be weary and receive thy gift of rest ...
The First Bird O Spring
... And, oh, my dear, I'm glad to hear ...
Tennyson: In Lucem Transitus, October, 1892
... FROM the misty shores of midnight, touched with splendors of the moon, ...
The Builders
... ODE FOR THE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF PRINCETON COLLEGE ...
The Great Cities
... The cry of the poor in their streets is exceeding bitter ...
School
... " I cried. "The rule was false, and the prize was pain, ...
Santa Christina
... And when they called, they seemed to bless ...
Gran Boule
... And call her your great sweet mother, your bride, and all the rest ...
The Child In The Garden
... The sweet, wild ways with stainless bloom inwrought, ...
Richard Watson Gilder
... And strong the faith that held thy simple creed ...
