Henry Van Dyke

(10 November 1852 – 10 April 1933 / Germantown, Pennsylvania)

Henry Van Dyke Poems

1. A Ballad Of Santa Claus 12/14/2015
2. The Ruby-Crowned Kinglet 2/23/2016
3. Bitter-Sweet 2/27/2016
4. Milton 1/3/2003
5. The Hermit Thrush 1/3/2003
6. Jeanne D'Arc Returns 1/3/2003
7. The Veery 3/31/2010
8. The Bells Of Malines 1/3/2003
9. Shelley 1/3/2003
10. The Heavenly Hills Of Holland 1/3/2003
11. Patria 1/3/2003
12. The Empty Quatrain 1/3/2003
13. Portrait And Reality 1/3/2003
14. Remarks About Kings 1/3/2003
15. Sea-Gulls Of Manhattan 1/3/2003
16. The Name Of France 1/3/2003
17. The Black Birds 1/3/2003
18. The Vain King 1/3/2003
19. The Red Flower 1/3/2003
20. The Mocking-Bird 1/3/2003
21. The Ancestral Dwelling 1/3/2003
22. The Oxford Thrushes 1/3/2003
23. Liberty Enlightening The World 1/3/2003
24. Sicily, December 1908 1/3/2003
25. The Statue Of Sherman By St. Gaudens 1/3/2003
26. Keats 1/3/2003
27. Mare Liberum 1/3/2003
28. Spring In The South 1/3/2003
29. Pan Learns Music 1/3/2003
30. The Window 1/3/2003
31. Hesper 1/3/2003
32. New Year's Eve 1/3/2003
33. A Parable Of Immortality 11/28/2014
34. The Foolish Fir-Tree 1/3/2003
35. Francis Makemie 1/3/2003
36. Nepenthe 1/3/2003
37. Late Spring 1/3/2003
38. Lights Out 1/3/2003
39. Ameria's Welcome Home 3/31/2010
40. National Monuments 1/3/2003

Comments about Henry Van Dyke

  • Dolores Pender (11/30/2018 1:37:00 PM)

    What book can I find the poem called The Parable of Immortality by Henry Van

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  • John Lanphear (8/12/2017 11:21:00 AM)

    Hello everyone. I am in possession of 25 hand written and or typed letters from Henry Van Dyke. If anyone can connect me with anyone that would be interested to purchase, please reach out.

  • Janice Clifford (3/21/2017 4:35:00 PM)

    Correction: The original name was Home Thoughts from Europe. The first two stanzas are reversed and there are minor word edits.

  • Janice Clifford (3/20/2017 7:38:00 PM)

    I have the original handwritten America for Me, on hotel stationary. It is signed by Van Dyke. The original name was House thoughts from Europe. just found it, and will be listing it on ebay.

  • Barbara Wheeler (9/11/2013 2:52:00 PM)

    I have an original copy of The Poems of Henry Van Dyke. Leather edition 1913. It is in good conditon and I would like to sell it.

  • Nancie O'sullivan (6/7/2010 8:29:00 AM)

    I have been asked to read the poem of Henry Van Dyke, Gone From My Sight, at a memorial service,6/12/10 and give an introduction. If you have a an insight or comments into this poem, and when and why it was written, I'd appreciate hearing whatever it is that you wish to share.
    Thanks, Nancie

  • Wm George Hess (3/7/2010 1:41:00 PM)

    I am glad to see Henry Van Dyke's poems so accessible but when they are published without the date of the original publication, it becomes virtually impossible to make a correct citation of the poem America for Me. Does anyone know when he first published it other than appearing in an anthology of poems in 1958 and begin critiqued by Jack London?

  • Bill Klein (7/28/2005 4:19:00 PM)

    To Tess A: We are reading this same poem at my father-in-law's memorial service. I was searching for info on Henry van Dyke and whether he actually wrote this poem. Here it is:

    I am standing upon the sea shore.
    A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the
    morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
    She is an object of beauty and strength.
    I stand and watch her until at length she hangs
    like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

    Then someone at my side says; “There, she is gone! ” “Gone where? ” Gone from my sight.
    That is all.
    She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

    Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
    And just at that moment when someone at my side says, “There, she is gone! ”
    There are other eyes watching her and other voices ready to take up the glad shout,
    “Here she comes! ”
    And that is dying.

    Henry Van Dyke

  • Tess A (2/2/2005 2:09:00 PM)

    am looking for a Henry Van Dyke. poem
    and it startes with this

    I am standing Upon the seashore...

Best Poem of Henry Van Dyke

Time Is

Time is
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too Long for those who Grieve,
Too Short for those who Rejoice;
But for those who Love,
Time is not.

Read the full of Time Is

Hide And Seek

All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still,
All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the hill;
Through the noonday silence, down the woods of June,
Hark, a little hunter's voice comes running with a tune.
"Hide and seek!
"When I speak,
"You must answer me:
"Call again,
"Merry men,

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