Poem by Henry Van Dyke

The Empty Quatrain

A flawless cup: how delicate and fine
The flowing curve of every jewelled line!
Look, turn it up or down, ’t is perfect still,--
But holds no drop of life’s heart-warming wine.

1. A Lover’s Envy
2. Sicily, December 1908
3. The Price of Peace
4. Katrina's Sun-Dial
5. Christ of Everywhere

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