Poems by Henry Van Dyke
Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee
... All Thy works with joy surround Thee, earth and heav'n reflect Thy rays, ...
Easter Road
... Over the hill of the skull, the little hill of great anguish, ...
The Distant Road
... I knew not the sweetness of the fountain till I found it flowing in the ...
Flood-Tide of Flowers
... IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow ...
My April Lady
... And breaks my heart in flowers! ...
In The Blue Heaven
... And when the twilight comes the stars will show, ...
Life
... O'er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy: ...
Moving Bells
... She opens all the doors of night, and fills ...
The Talisman
... Wealth that greatens while we give, ...
Dulcis Memoria
... And still, in silent hours, I'm often hearing ...
The Toiling Of Felix
... There the faithful bands of pilgrims sought his blessing, brought him bread ...
A Psalm Of Surrender
... While I drink the loving-cup of death to thy glory ...
A Health to Mark Twain
... At his Birthday FeastWith memories old and wishes new ...
A Home Song
... Nor iron bars a cage!" Yes, that is true ...
A Lover's Envy
... That paves her path with moonbeams white, ...
