Cold my heart, and poor, and low,
Like thy stable in the rock;
Do not let it orphan go,
It is of thy parent stock!
Come thou in, and it will grow
High and wide, a fane divine;
Like the ruby it will glow,
Like the diamond shine!
(George MacDonald)
More Poetry from George MacDonald:
- Somnium Mystici (George MacDonald Poems)
- A Story of the Sea-Shore (George MacDonald Poems)
- The Disciple (George MacDonald Poems)
- A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - October (George MacDonald Poems)
- A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - January (George MacDonald Poems)
- A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - December (George MacDonald Poems)