Poems by Henry Van Dyke
Righteous Wrath
... They hurt the man that holds them more than they hurt his foe ...
Rendezvous
... In vain, through form, I strive to trace ...
The Echo In The Heart
... By their music and their looks: ...
The Standard-Bearer
... Who has the right or the wrong o' this thing ...
The Valley Of Vain Verses
... Beneath its laughter straining, ...
Transformation
... Yet it bore, at last, the precious bloom ...
For Katrinas Window
... L'ENVOI Window in the Queen's high tower, ...
Golden Stars
... Advance! Over the top they went through waves of flame, ...
The Ruby-Crowned Kinglet
... Jewels, sceptres, robes and rings, ...
The River Of Dreams
... At the sight of the throng I am dumb with fear, ...
To Mark Twain
... You loved and mocked the broad grotesque of things ...
The Sun-Dial At Morven
... And still I stand among old-fashioned flowers ...
The Lily of Yorrow
... Sweet are the borders of pinks, and the blossoming grapes on the bower: &emsp ...
Echoes from the Greek Anthology
... I. STARLIGHT1.2Thou lookest on the stars above:1 ...
