The Disciple (George MacDonald Poems)
I.The times are changed, and gone the dayWhen the high heavenly land,Though unbeheld, quite near them lay,And men could understand.The ...
I.The times are changed, and gone the dayWhen the high heavenly land,Though unbeheld, quite near them lay,And men could understand.The ...
I.If thou hadst been a sculptor, what a raceOf forms divine had thenceforth filled the land!Methinks I see thee, glorious ...
'Tis a poor drizzly morning, dark and sad.The cloud has fallen, and filled with fold on foldThe chimneyed city; and ...
1.LORD, I do choose the higher than my will.I would be handled by thy nursing armsAfter thy will, not my ...
1.WHAT though my words glance sideways from the thingWhich I would utter in thine ear, my sire!Truth in the inward ...
I.Who follows Jesus shall not walkIn darksome road with danger rife;But in his heart the Truth will talk,And on his ...
The veil hath lifted and hath fallen; and himWho next it stood before us, first so long,We see not; but ...
It is no winter night comes downUpon our hearts, dear friends of old;But a May evening, softly brown,Whose wind is ...
In the desert by the bush,Moses to his heart said Hush.David on his bed did pray;God all night went not ...
Power that is not of God, however great,Is but the downward rushing and the glareOf a swift meteor that hath ...
To give a thing and take againIs counted meanness among men;To take away what once is givenCannot then be the ...
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