Henry van Dyke I mention next, for he Helped me to keep the second Great Command; As next door neighbor down in Princeton town I could but love him as I love myself. He read his new-made poems as we walked Or sat beneath his Avalonic elm; I could not know their literary worth So like a 'cello was the voice that read, Vibrant to Autumn's passing winds but still Remembering the Summer's melodies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WILLIAM AND EMILY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS COLD HANDS WARM HEART by KAREN SWENSON A PRAYER FOR MY DAUGHTER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO THE LARK by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SHEEPBELLS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN RATTLIN,' ROARIN' WILLIE by ROBERT BURNS |