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 ...
A Microcosm In Terza RimaI.Quiet I lay at last, and knew no moreWhether I breathed or not, so worn I ...
TO THEM THAT MOURNLet your tears flow; let your sad sighs have scope;Only take heed they fan, they water Hope.A ...
I.The times are changed, and gone the dayWhen the high heavenly land,Though unbeheld, quite near them lay,And men could understand.The ...
1.REMEMBER, Lord, thou hast not made me good.Or if thou didst, it was so long agoI have forgotten—and never understood,I ...
1.I lay and dreamed. The master came In his old woven dress;I stood in joy, and yet in shame, Oppressed ...
First-born of the creating Voice!Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sentWaiting upon him first, what time he wentMoving about mid ...
'Tis a poor drizzly morning, dark and sad.The cloud has fallen, and filled with fold on foldThe chimneyed city; and ...
1.Lord of the world's undying youth, What joys are in thy might!What beauties of the inner truth, And of the ...
AND do not fear to hope. Can poet's brainMore than the Father's heart rich good invent?Each time we smell the ...
1.I TO myself have neither power nor worth,Patience nor love, nor anything right good;My soul is a poor land, plenteous ...
What dost thou here, O soul,Beyond thy own control,Under the strange wild sky?0 stars, reach down your hands,And clasp me ...
1.LORD, I do choose the higher than my will.I would be handled by thy nursing armsAfter thy will, not my ...
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, ...
1.ALAS, my tent! see through it a whirlwind sweep!Moaning, poor Fancy's doves are swept away.I sit alone, a sorrow half ...
1.WHAT though my words glance sideways from the thingWhich I would utter in thine ear, my sire!Truth in the inward ...
If I sit in the dustFor lauding good wine,Ha, ha! it is just:So sits the vine!Abu Midjan sang as he ...
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 ...
O Lord, my God, how longShall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?How long, O mighty Spirit, shall I ...
I.Mary, to thee the heart was givenFor infant hand to hold,And clasp thus, an eternal heaven,The great earth in its ...
A Part Of The Story Omitted In The Old RomancesHow sir Galahad despaired of finding the GrailThrough the wood the ...
What shall I be?—I will be a knightWalled up in armour black,With a sword of sharpness, a hammer of might.And ...
Heavily slumbered noonday brightUpon the lone field, glory-dight,A burnished grassy sea:The child, in gorgeous golden hours,Through heaven-descended starry flowers,Went walking ...
There is a riverwhose waters run asleeprun run eversinging in the shallowsdumb in the hollowssleeping so deepand all the swallowsthat ...
All sights and sounds of day and year,All groups and forms, each leaf and gem,Are thine, O God, nor will ...
I.Hark, the rain is on my roof!Every murmur, through the dark,Stings me with a dull reproofLike a half-extinguished spark.Me! ah ...
I.There breathes not a breath of the summer airBut the spirit of love is moving there;Not a trembling leaf on ...
Of whispering trees the tongues to hear,And sermons of the silent stone;To read in brooks the print so clearOf motion, ...
I.She sitteth at the Master's feetIn motionless employ;Her ears, her heart, her soul completeDrinks in the tide of joy.Ah! who ...
From off the earth the vapours curled,Went up to meet their joy;The boy awoke, and all the worldWas waiting for ...
I.A gentle wind, of western birthOn some far summer sea,Wakes daisies in the wintry earth,Wakes hopes in wintry me.The sun ...
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