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Henry Van Dyke - To James Whitcomb Riley
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On his "Book of Joyous Children"

Yours is a garden of old-fashioned flowers;
  Joyous children delight to play there;
Weary men find rest in its bowers,
  Watching the lingering light of day there.

Old-time tunes and young love`s laughter
  Ripple and run among the roses;
Memory`s echoes, murmuring after,
  Fill the dusk when the long day closes.

Simple songs with a cadence olden—
  These you learned in the Forest of Arden:
Friendly flowers with hearts all golden—
  These you borrowed from Eden`s garden.

This is the reason why all men love you;
  Truth to life is the charm of art:
Other poets may soar above you—
  You keep close to the human heart.
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