’Twas far away and long ago, When I was but a dreaming boy, This fairy tale of love and woe Entranced my heart with tearful joy; And while with white Undine I wept Your spirit—ah, how strange it seems— Was cradled in some star, and slept, Unconscious of her coming dreams.
Where this text comes from
First published in The Poems of Henry Van Dyke (1920). This date is uncertain. Taken from the 1920 collected edition. That is the printing this text comes from, not the poem's first appearance: the volume gathers work published from 1897 onward, and which earlier book or magazine printed this poem first has not been established here. [1]
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Cite this poem
Henry van Dyke Jr. (1852–1933).
““Undine”.” First published in The Poems of Henry Van Dyke (1920).
Text: Poem Index, https://poemindex.org/henry-van-dyke-jr/undine/.
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