Here you will find the Poem To James Whitcomb Riley of poet Henry Van Dyke
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.