#Henry Van Dyke

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Time is..

Too Slow for those who Wait Too Swift for those who Fear Too Long for those who Grieve Too Short for those who Rejoice But for those who Love Time is not. by Henry Van Dyke

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Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity. -Henry Van Dyke

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JOURNEYS look back by mar healy // the end poem by julian gough // journey home by rabindranath tagore // anatomy lessons with god by keaton st james // the road not taken by robert frost // the white bees by henry van dyke // views of life by anne bronte

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CHOSEN POEMS by Henry Van Dyke. (New York: Scribners, 1927) Cover design by Margaret Armstrong.

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Edmund Cieczkiewicz (1872-1958)

Merry Christmas ✨✨✨✨✨

Let there be Peace on Earth 🕊

+ “Are you willing to stoop down and consider the needs and desires of little children; to remember the weaknesses and lonliness of people who are growing old; to stop asking how much your friends love you, and to ask yourself if you love them enough; to bear in mind the things that other people have to bear on their hearts; to trim your lamp so that it will give more light and less smoke, and to carry it in front so that your shadow will fall behind you; to make a grave for your ugly thougts and a garden for your kindly feelings, with the gate open? Are you willing to do these things for a day? Then you are ready to keep Christmas!” ― Henry Van Dyke

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“Usa qualsiasi talento tu possegga. Il bosco sarebbe troppo silenzioso se cantassero solo gli uccelli che sanno cantare meglio.”

— Henry van Dyke

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“Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best."

~ Henry Van Dyke

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Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.” Henry Van Dyke

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Happy Valentine's day "A friend is what the heart needs all the time" ― Henry van Dyke

[julesofnature]

The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.

Henry van Dyke

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Sixth day of Christmas : the Fourth Magi

Did you know that in numerous traditions it is a question of a fourth Magi who either got lost or didn't see the star ? He differs depending of countries and authors. For the poet Henry van Dyke in his tale The Story of Other Wise Man, he's Artaban of Medea, king of Persia, equipped with a pearl, a sapphire and a ruby, who arrived late when the Holy Family had left already, for years he would look for them wandering and giving his treasure little by little to those in need to such magnitude that when he finally meets Jesus the latter has him known he had honored him as much as if he had come to his birth. For Russians and Finnish, he lived in the North Pole and thus didn't see the star when it appeared since it was a polar night (you know, with the sun), so he stayed there but still wanted to honor that day by giving around gifts to children and became Santa Claus

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Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity. - Henry Van Dyke

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THE RULING PASSION: TALES OF NATURE AND HUMAN NATURE by Henry Van Dyke . (New York: Scribners, 1902) Cover design by Margaret Armstrong.

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El asesino con corona había agotado todos sus recursos. Había contado una última mentira, pero ni sus sirvientes le creyeron. Había lanzado una última amenaza, pero ya nadie le temía. Había querido dar un último golpe de violencia y crueldad, pero ya no tenía fuerzas.

Cuando vio su imagen reflejada en los ojos de los hombres, advirtió el daño causado en el mundo, sintió miedo y exclamó:

-Que la tierra me trague.

La tierra se abrió y lo tragó, pero él había hecho tanto mal y derramado tanta sangre, que la tierra volvió a abrirse y lo escupió.

El asesino gritó entonces:

-Que el mar me lleve.

Y las olas lo envolvieron. Pero él había llenado las profundidades con tantos huesos de hombres inocentes, que el mar no lo toleró y lo envió de vuelta a la orilla.

El asesino gritó entonces:

-Que el aire me lleve.

Y soplaron grandes vientos que lo remontaron. Pero el aire puro no soportó su peso y lo dejó caer.

Mientras caía, el asesino gritó:

-Que el fuego me dé refugio.

El mismo fuego con el cual él había arrasado hogares sintió un enorme regocijo, y las llamas se avivaron a medida que el asesino se acercaba.

-Bienvenido -aulló el fuego-. ¡Sé mi esclavo!.

El asesino entendió entonces que no había esperanzas para él en la justicia de los elementos.

Henry van Dyke.

La justicia de los elementos.