Poem by Henry Van Dyke

Love's Nearness

I think of thee, when golden sunbeams shimmer
Across the sea;
And when the waves reflect the moon's pale glimmer,
I think of thee.

I see thy form, when down the distant highway
The dust-clouds rise;
In deepest night, above the mountain by-way,
I see thine eyes.

I hear thee when the ocean-tides returning
Loudly rejoice;
And on the lonely moor, in stillness yearning,
I hear thy voice.

I dwell with thee: though thou art far removed,
Yet art thou near.
The sun goes down, the stars shine out, ---
Beloved, Ah, wert thou here!

1. Dulcis Memoria
2. The Wind of Sorrow
3. Jeanne d’Arc Returns
4. Reliance
5. The Heavenly Hills of Holland

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