Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ECHO IN THE HEART, by HENRY VAN DYKE Poet's Biography First Line: It's little I can tell Last Line: Wakes an echo in my heart. Alternate Author Name(s): Civis Americanus 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. | Other Poems of Interest...OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 7 by LYN HEJINIAN ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER A WOMAN'S DELUSION by SUSAN HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS THE WOMEN ON CYTHAERON by ROBINSON JEFFERS TOMORROW by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LADIES FOR DINNER, SAIPAN by KENNETH KOCH GOODBYE TO TOLERANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV LITTLE BOATIE'; A SLUMBER SONG FOR THE FISHERMAN'S CHILD by HENRY VAN DYKE |
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