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THE ECHO IN THE HEART by HENRY VAN DYKE

First Line: IT'S LITTLE I CAN TELL
Last Line: WAKES AN ECHO IN MY HEART.
Subject(s): LOVE; WOMEN;
IT'S little I can tell
About the birds in books;
And yet I know them well,
By their music and their looks:
When May comes down the lane,
Her airy lovers throng
To welcome her with song,
And follow in her train:
Each minstrel weaves his part
In that wild-flowery strain,
And I know them all again
By their echo in my heart.

It's little that I care
About my darling's place
In books of beauty rare,
Or heraldries of race:
For when she steps in view,
It matters not to me
What her sweet type may be,
Of woman, old or new.
I can't explain the art,
But I know her for my own,
Because her lightest tone
Wakes an echo in my heart.



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