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 Jesus Christ (41 Poems)
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 ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – October (George MacDonald Poems)
1.REMEMBER, Lord, thou hast not made me good.Or if thou didst, it was so long agoI have forgotten—and never understood,I ...
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 ...
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 ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – August (George MacDonald Poems)
1.SO shall abundant entrance me be givenInto the truth, my life's inheritance.Lo! as the sun shoots straight from out his ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – July (George MacDonald Poems)
1.ALAS, my tent! see through it a whirlwind sweep!Moaning, poor Fancy's doves are swept away.I sit alone, a sorrow half ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – May (George MacDonald Poems)
1.WHAT though my words glance sideways from the thingWhich I would utter in thine ear, my sire!Truth in the inward ...
Within and Without: Part V: A Dramatic Poem (George MacDonald Poems)
AND do not fear to hope. Can poet's brainMore than the Father's heart rich good invent?Each time we smell the ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – February (George MacDonald Poems)
1.I TO myself have neither power nor worth,Patience nor love, nor anything right good;My soul is a poor land, plenteous ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – June (George MacDonald Poems)
1.FROM thine, as then, the healing virtue goesInto our hearts—that is the Father's plan.From heart to heart it sinks, it ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – April (George MacDonald Poems)
1.LORD, I do choose the higher than my will.I would be handled by thy nursing armsAfter thy will, not my ...
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, ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – September (George MacDonald Poems)
1.WE are a shadow and a shining, we!One moment nothing seems but what we see,Nor aught to rule but common ...
The Twa Gordons (George MacDonald Poems)
I.There was John Gordon an' Archibold,An' a yerl's twin sons war they;Quhan they war are an' twenty year auldThey fell ...
The Three Horses (George MacDonald Poems)
What shall I be?—I will be a knightWalled up in armour black,With a sword of sharpness, a hammer of might.And ...
Cottage-Song (George MacDonald Poems)
I.—BY THE CRADLE.Close her eyes: she must not peep!Let her little puds go slack;Slide away far into sleep:Sis will watch ...
After Thomas Kempis (George MacDonald Poems)
I.Who follows Jesus shall not walkIn darksome road with danger rife;But in his heart the Truth will talk,And on his ...
Mary (George MacDonald Poems)
I.She sitteth at the Master's feetIn motionless employ;Her ears, her heart, her soul completeDrinks in the tide of joy.Ah! who ...
At My Window After Sunset (George MacDonald Poems)
Heaven and the sea attend the dying day,And in their sadness overflow and blend—Faint gold, and windy blue, and green ...
The Woman In The Temple (George MacDonald Poems)
A still dark joy! A sudden face!Cold daylight, footsteps, cries!The temple's naked, shining space,Aglare with judging eyes!All in abandoned guilty ...
The Woman That Was A Sinner (George MacDonald Poems)
His face, his words, her heart awoke;Awoke her slumbering truth;She judged him well; her bonds she broke,And fled to him ...
O Lord, How Happy! (George MacDonald Poems)
From the German of Dessler.O Lord, how happy is the timeWhen in thy love I rest!When from my weariness I ...
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 ...
Saint Peter (George MacDonald Poems)
O Peter, wherefore didst thou doubt?Indeed the spray flew fast about,But he was there whose walking footCould make the wandering ...
No Sign (George MacDonald Poems)
O Lord, if on the wind, at cool of day,I heard one whispered word of mighty grace;If through the darkness, ...
Antiphon (George MacDonald Poems)
Daylight fades away.Is the Lord at handIn the shadows grayStealing on the land?Gently from the eastCome the shadows gray;But our ...
The Asthmatic To The Satan That Binds Him (George MacDonald Poems)
Satan, avaunt!Nay, take thine hour,Thou canst not daunt,Thou hast no power;Be welcome to thy nest,Though it be in my breast.Burrow ...
Marriage Songs (George MacDonald Poems)
They have no more wine! she said.But they had enough of bread;And the vessels by the doorHeld for thirst a ...
The Healer (George MacDonald Poems)
They come to thee, the halt, the maimed, the blind,The devil-torn, the sick, the sore;Thy heart their well of life ...