Henry Van Dyke

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

Undine - Poem by Henry Van Dyke

'T was far away and long ago,
When I was but a dreaming boy,
This fairy tale of love and woe
Entranced my heart with tearful joy;
And while with white Undine I wept,
Your spirit, -- ah, how strange it seems, --
Was cradled in some star, and slept,
Unconscious of her coming dreams.


Comments about Undine by Henry Van Dyke

  • Susan Williams (10/7/2015 1:36:00 PM)


    Again, he lets his heart speak through his word choice and charms us into dreaming beside him (Report) Reply

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  • (10/7/2015 5:57:00 AM)


    Beautiful imagery and nice rhyme. I liked it. Thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Fabrizio Frosini (10/7/2015 4:08:00 AM)


    ''fairy tale of love and woe''
    the twin guys..
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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