Henry Van Dyke

Henry Van Dyke

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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There are songs for the morning and songs for the night,
For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon;
But who will give praise to the fulness of light,
And sing us a song of the glory of noon
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Oh, why are you shining so bright, big Sun,
And why is the garden so gay
Do you know that my days of delight are done,
Do you know I am going away
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Home, for my heart still calls me; Home, through the danger zone;
Home, whatever befalls me, I will sail again to my own
Wolves of the sea are hiding Closely along the way,
Under the water biding Their moment to rend and slay...
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Hours fly,  Flowers die:
New days,  New ways:
Pass by
Love stays
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Let me but live my life from year to year, With forward face and unreluctant soul; Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal;
Not mourning for the things that
In the dim past, nor holding back in fear From what the future veils; but wit...
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To the music of Beethoven's ninth symphony Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory,
Lord of love; Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, Praising Thee their sun above
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; Drive the dark of doubt away;...
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A soft veil dims the tender skies,
And half conceals from pensive eyes The bronzing tokens of the fall;
A calmness broods upon the hills,
And summer's parting dream distills A charm of silence over all
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