Death and Birth (George MacDonald Poems)
'Tis the midnight hour; I heardThe Abbey-bell give out the word.Seldom is the lamp-ray shedOn some dwarfed foot-farer's headIn the ...
'Tis the midnight hour; I heardThe Abbey-bell give out the word.Seldom is the lamp-ray shedOn some dwarfed foot-farer's headIn the ...
And unto Adam He said…. cursed is the ground for thy sake. Thorns…. shall bring it forth. ...
From the wide miles of autumn corn, Here to this sun-lit hill, The wind wails for a hope forlorn, And ...
A Cynic's Song.SOME men strut proudly, all purple and gold, Hiding queer deeds 'neath a cloak of good fame; I ...
I.Victorious through failure! faithful Lord,Who for twelve angel legions wouldst not prayFrom thine own country of eternal day,To shield thee ...
Belov?d, my Belov?d, when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago, What time I sat alone ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Beloved, my Beloved, when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago, What time I sat alone ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
I AM that which began; Out of me the years roll; Out of me God and man; I am equal ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
SHALL I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, Brother, on this that was the veil of thee? Or ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
Inside this northern summer's fold The fields are full of naked gold, Broadcast from heaven on lands it loves; The ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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