Somnium Mystici (George MacDonald Poems)
A Microcosm In Terza RimaI.Quiet I lay at last, and knew no moreWhether I breathed or not, so worn I ...
George MacDonald Poems on Brothers (39 Poems)
A Story of the Sea-Shore (George MacDonald Poems)
TO THEM THAT MOURNLet your tears flow; let your sad sighs have scope;Only take heed they fan, they water Hope.A ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – January (George MacDonald Poems)
1.LORD, what I once had done with youthful might,Had I been from the first true to the truth,Grant me, now ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – December (George MacDonald Poems)
1.I AM a little weary of my life—Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the bloodToo slowly laves the coral shores ...
Light (George MacDonald Poems)
First-born of the creating Voice!Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sentWaiting upon him first, what time he wentMoving about mid ...
Concerning Jesus (George MacDonald Poems)
I.If thou hadst been a sculptor, what a raceOf forms divine had thenceforth filled the land!Methinks I see thee, glorious ...
New Year’s Eve: A Waking Dream (George MacDonald Poems)
I have not any fearful tale to tellOf fabled giant or of dragon-claw,Or bloody deed to pilfer and to sellTo ...
Willie’s Question (George MacDonald Poems)
I.Willie speaks.Is it wrong, the wish to be great,For I do wish it so?I have asked already my sister Kate;She ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – November (George MacDonald Poems)
1.THOU art of this world, Christ. Thou know'st it all;Thou know'st our evens, our morns, our red and gray;How moons, ...
The Mother Mary (George MacDonald Poems)
I.Mary, to thee the heart was givenFor infant hand to hold,And clasp thus, an eternal heaven,The great earth in its ...
The Souls’ Rising (George MacDonald Poems)
See how the storm of life ascendsUp through the shadow of the world!Beyond our gaze the line extends,Like wreaths of ...
A Make-Believe (George MacDonald Poems)
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—Oh, delightIn the nightWhen the moonSets the tuneTo the woods!And the broodsAll run out,Frisk ...
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 ...
The Donkey In The Cart To The Horse In The Carriage (George MacDonald Poems)
I.I say! hey! cousin there! I mustn't call you brother!Yet you have a tail behind, and I have another!You pull, ...
The Lost Soul (George MacDonald Poems)
Look! look there!Send your eyes across the grayBy my finger-point awayThrough the vaporous, fumy air.Beyond the air, you see the ...
Brother Artist (George MacDonald Poems)
Brother artist, help me; come!Artists are a maimed band:I have words but not a hand;Thou hast hands though thou art ...
Christmas, 1880 (George MacDonald Poems)
Great-hearted child, thy very being The Son,Who know'st the hearts of all us prodigals;—For who is prodigal but he who ...
Contrition (George MacDonald Poems)
Out of the gulf into the glory,Father, my soul cries out to be lifted.Dark is the woof of my dismal ...
Autumn Song (George MacDonald Poems)
Autumn clouds are flying, flyingO'er the waste of blue;Summer flowers are dying, dying,Late so lovely new.Labouring wains are slowly rollingHome ...
Love Is Home (George MacDonald Poems)
Love is the part, and love is the whole;Love is the robe, and love is the pall;Ruler of heart and ...
A Dead House (George MacDonald Poems)
When the clock hath ceased to tickSoul-like in the gloomy hall;When the latch no more doth clickTongue-like in the red ...
Quiet Dead! (George MacDonald Poems)
Quiet, quiet dead,Have ye aught to sayFrom your hidden bedIn the earthy clay?Fathers, children, mothers,Ye are very quiet;Can ye shout, ...
Dr. Doddridges Dog (George MacDonald Poems)
What! you Dr. Doddridge's dog, and not know who made you?My little dog, who blessed youWith such white toothy-pegs?And who ...
Foolish Children (George MacDonald Poems)
Waking in the night to pray,Sleeping when the answer comes,Foolish are we even at play—Tearfully we beat our drums!Cast the ...
Christmas-Da (George MacDonald Poems)
I think I might be weary of this dayThat comes inevitably every year,The same when I was young and strong ...
What The Lord Saith (George MacDonald Poems)
Trust my father, saith the eldest-born;I did trust him ere the earth began;Not to know him is to be forlorn;Not ...
A Song Prayer (George MacDonald Poems)
Lord Jesus,Oh, ease usOf Self that oppresses,Annoys and distressesBody and brainWith dull pain!Thou never,Since ever,Save one moment only,Wast left, or ...
Death (George MacDonald Poems)
Mourn not, my friends, that we are growing old:A fresher birth brings every new year in.Years are Christ's napkins to ...
To Greville Matheson MacDonald (George MacDonald Poems)
First, most, to thee, my son, I give this bookIn which a friend's and brother's verses blendWith mine; for not ...
Sonnet: A. M. D. (George MacDonald Poems)
Methinks I see thee, lying straight and low,Silent and darkling, in thy earthy bed,The mighty strength in which I trusted, ...