Oh, it’s home again, and home again, America for me!I want a ship that’s westward bound to plow the rolling sea,To the blessed Land of Room Enough beyond the ocean bars,Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars.
What we do belongs to what we are; and what we are is what becomes of us.Henry Van Dyke
And so, by night, while we were all at rest,I think the coming sped the parting guest.Henry Van Dyke
Count not the cost of honour to the dead!The tribute that a mighty nation paysTo those who loved her well in former daysMeans more than gratitude for glories fled;For every noble man that she hath bred,Lives in the bronze and marble that we raise,Immortalised by art's immortal praise,To lead our sons as he our fathers led.Henry Van Dyke
O brave flag, O bright flag, O flag to lead the free!The glory of thy silver stars,Engrailed in blue above the barsOf red for courage, white for truth,Has brought the world a second youthAnd drawn a hundred million hearts to follow after thee.Henry Van Dyke
Honour the brave who sleepWhere the lost “Titanic” lies,The men who knew what a man must doWhen he looks Death in the eyes.“Women and children first,”—Ah, strong and tender cry!The sons whom women had borne and nursed,Remembered,—and dared to die.The boats crept off in the dark:The great ship groaned: and then,—O stars of the night, who saw that sight,Bear witness, These were men!Henry Van Dyke
What is Friendship? Something deepThat the heart can spend and keep:Wealth that greatens while we give,Praise that heartens us to live.Henry Van Dyke
He is a Presbyterian first and an artist second, which is just as comfortable as trying to be a Presbyterian first and a chorus girl second.Henry Van Dyke
I read within a poet's book A word that starred the page, "Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage." Yes, that is true, and something more: You'll find, where'er you roam, That marble floors and gilded walls Can never make a home. But every house where Love abides And Friendship is a guest, Is surely home, and home, sweet home; For there the heart can rest.Henry Van Dyke
You might have deemed our long gun-deck Two hundred feet of hell.Henry Van Dyke
Two honest and good-natured anglers have never met each other by the way without crying out, "What luck?"Henry Van Dyke
Peace without Justice is a low estate, A coward cringing to an iron Fate ! But Peace through Justice is the great ideal, We'll pay the price of war to make it real.Henry Van Dyke
Raise the stone, and thou shalt find me; cleave the wood and there am I.Henry Van Dyke
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