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Thorn And Rose Thorn And Rose

Thorn And Rose
Far richer than a thornless rose Whose branch with beauty never glows, Is that which every June adorns With perfect bloom among its thorns. Merely to live without a pain Is little gladness, little gain, Ah, welcome joy tho' mixt with grief,-- The thorn-set flower that crowns the leaf.June 20, 1914.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Thorn And Rose... Poems - Post by : Jeremy_Burns - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3134

The Talisman The Talisman

The Talisman
What is Fortune, what is Fame? Futile gold and phantom name,-- Riches buried in a cave, Glory written on a grave. What is Friendship? Something deep That the heart can spend and keep: Wealth that greatens while we give, Praise that heartens us to live. Come, my friend, and let us prove Life's true talisman is love! By this charm we shall elude Poverty and solitude.January 21, 1914.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Talisman... Poems - Post by : chipper - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3701

Inscription For A Tomb In England Inscription For A Tomb In England

Inscription For A Tomb In England
Read here, O friend unknown, Our grief, of her bereft; Yet think not tears alone Within our hearts are left. The gifts she came to give, Her heavenly love and cheer, Have made us glad to live And die without a fear.1912.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Inscription For A Tomb In England... Poems - Post by : vanyon - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3602

The Great River The Great River

The Great River
_"In la sua volontade e nostra pace."_ O mighty river! strong, eternal Will, Wherein the streams of human good and ill Are onward swept, conflicting, to the sea! The world is safe because it floats in Thee.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Great River... Poems - Post by : Deafbiz - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2794

Four Things Four Things

Four Things
Four things a man must learn to do If he would make his record true: To think without confusion clearly; To love his fellow-men sincerely; To act from honest motives purely; To trust in God and Heaven securely.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Four Things... Poems - Post by : zaipul - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2750

'facta Non Verba' "facta Non Verba"

'facta Non Verba'
_Deeds not Words_: I say so too! And yet I find it somehow true, A word may help a man in need, To nobler act and braver deed.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Facta Non Verba... Poems - Post by : wildfirebiz - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 1297

Love And Light Love And Light

Love And Light
There are many kinds of love, as many kinds of light, And every kind of love makes a glory in the night. There is love that stirs the heart, and love that gives it rest, But the love that leads life upward is the noblest and the best.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Love And Light... Poems - Post by : lucie101 - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3419

The Way The Way

The Way
Who seeks for heaven alone to save his soul, May keep the path, but will not reach the goal; While he who walks in love may wander far, But God will bring him where the Blessed are.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Way... Poems - Post by : henryc - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 801

The Prison And The Angel The Prison And The Angel

The Prison And The Angel
Self is the only prison that can ever bind the soul; Love is the only angel who can bid the gates unroll; And when he comes to call thee, arise and follow fast; His way may lie through darkness, but it leads to light at last.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Prison And The Angel... Poems - Post by : sonata01 - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2646

Joy And Duty Joy And Duty

Joy And Duty
"Joy is a Duty,"--so with golden lore The Hebrew rabbis taught in days of yore, And happy human hearts heard in their speech Almost the highest wisdom man can reach. But one bright peak still rises far above, And there the Master stands whose name is Love, Saying to those whom weary tasks employ: "Life is divine when Duty is a Joy."(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Joy And Duty... Poems - Post by : rogerjones - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3198

One World One World

One World
_"The worlds in which we live are two: The world 'I am' and the world 'I do,'"_ The worlds in which we live at heart are one, The world "I am," the fruit of "I have done"; And underneath these worlds of flower and fruit, The world "I love,"--the only living root.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: One World... Poems - Post by : patrick_dowd - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 1832

Echoes From The Greek Anthology Echoes From The Greek Anthology

Echoes From The Greek Anthology
ISTARLIGHT With two bright eyes, my star, my love, Thou lookest on the stars above: Ah, would that I the heaven might be With a million eyes to look on thee._Plato._IIROSELEAF A little while the rose, And after that the thorn; An hour of dewy morn, And then the glamour goes. Ah, love in beauty born, A little while the rose!_Unknown._IIIPHOSPHOR--HESPER O morning star, farewell! My love I now must leave; The hours of day I slowly tell, And turn to her with the twilight bell,-- O welcome, star of eve!_Meleager._IVSEASONS Sweet in summer, cups of snow, Cooling thirsty lips aglow;... Poems - Post by : doones - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3061

The Shepherd Of Nymphs The Shepherd Of Nymphs

The Shepherd Of Nymphs
The nymphs a shepherd took To guard their snowy sheep; He led them down along the brook, And guided them with pipe and crook, Until he fell asleep. But when the piping stayed, Across the flowery mead The milk-white nymphs ran out afraid: O Thyrsis, wake! Your flock has strayed,-- The nymphs a shepherd need.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Shepherd Of Nymphs... Poems - Post by : berle1 - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 1980

Pan Learns Music Pan Learns Music

Pan Learns Music
FOR A SCULPTURE BY SARA GREENE Limber-limbed, lazy god, stretched on the rock, Where is sweet Echo, and where is your flock? What are you making here? "Listen," said Pan,-- "Out of a river-reed music for man!"(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Pan Learns Music... Poems - Post by : Case_Stevens - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2371

The Empty Quatrain The Empty Quatrain

The Empty Quatrain
A flawless cup: how delicate and fine The flowing curve of every jewelled line! Look, turn it up or down, 'tis perfect still,-- But holds no drop of life's heart-warming wine.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Empty Quatrain... Poems - Post by : ram133 - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3553

To Joseph Jefferson To Joseph Jefferson

To Joseph Jefferson
_May 4th_, 1898.--_To-day, fishing down the Swiftwater, I found Joseph Jefferson on a big rock in the middle of the brook, casting the fly for trout. He said he had fished this very stream three-and-forty years ago; and near by, in the Paradise Valley, he wrote his famous play._--Leaf from my Diary. We met on Nature's stage, And May had set the scene, With bishop-caps standing in delicate ranks, And violets blossoming over the banks, While the brook ran full between. The waters rang your call, With frolicsome waves a-twinkle,-- They knew you as boy, and they knew you as man,... Poems - Post by : BargainRider - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2428

To Julia Marlowe To Julia Marlowe

To Julia Marlowe
(READING KEATS' ODE ON A GRECIAN URN) Long had I loved this "Attic shape," the brede Of marble maidens round this urn divine: But when your golden voice began to read, The empty urn was filled with Chian wine.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: To Julia Marlowe... Poems - Post by : Sam_Odiaka - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 3906

Stars And The Soul 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 law." Nay, add another wonder to thy roll,-- The living marvel of the human soul! Born in the dust and cradled in the dark, It feels the fire of an immortal spark, And learns to read, with patient, searching eyes, The splendid secret of the unconscious skies. For God thought Light before He spoke the word; The darkness understood not, though it heard: But man looks up to where the planets swim, And thinks God's thoughts of glory after Him.... Poems - Post by : jimn10 - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2659

To Mark Twain To Mark Twain

To Mark Twain
IAT A BIRTHDAY FEAST With memories old and wishes new We crown our cups again, And here's to you, and here's to you With love that ne'er shall wane! And may you keep, at sixty-seven, The joy of earth, the hope of heaven, And fame well-earned, and friendship true, And peace that comforts every pain, And faith that fights the battle through, And all your heart's unbounded wealth, And all your wit, and all your health,-- Yes, here's a hearty health to you, And here's to you, and here's to you, Long life to you, Mark Twain.November 30, 1902.IIAT THE MEMORIAL... Poems - Post by : gofermatch - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2437

The Sun-dial At Wells College The Sun-dial At Wells College

The Sun-dial At Wells College
FOR THE CLASS OF 1904 The shadow by my finger cast Divides the future from the past: Before it, sleeps the unborn hour, In darkness, and beyond thy power: Behind its unreturning line, The vanished hour, no longer thine: One hour alone is in thy hands,-- The NOW on which the shadow stands.March, 1904.(The end)Henry Van Dyke's poem: Sun-dial At Wells College... Poems - Post by : zaipul - Date : December 2010 - Author : Henry Van Dyke - Read : 2590