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 ...
George MacDonald Poems on Light (92 Poems)
What Makes Summer? (George MacDonald Poems)
Winter froze both brook and well;Fast and fast the snowflakes fell;Children gathered round the hearthMade a summer of their mirth;When ...
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 ...
The Journey (George MacDonald Poems)
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 ...
The Owl and The Bell (George MacDonald Poems)
Bing, Bim, Bang, Bome!Sang the Bell to himself in his house at home,High in the church-tower, lone and unseen,In a ...
Lessons For A Child (George MacDonald Poems)
I.There breathes not a breath of the summer airBut the spirit of love is moving there;Not a trembling leaf on ...
He Needed Not (George MacDonald Poems)
Of whispering trees the tongues to hear,And sermons of the silent stone;To read in brooks the print so clearOf motion, ...
Words In The Night (George MacDonald Poems)
I woke at midnight, and my heart,My beating heart, said this to me:Thou seest the moon, how calm and bright!The ...
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 ...
The Girl That Lost Things (George MacDonald Poems)
There was a girl that lost things—Nor only from her hand;She lost, indeed—why, most things,As if they had been sand!She ...
The Unseen Model (George MacDonald Poems)
Forth to his study the sculptor goesIn a mood of lofty mirth:"Now shall the tongues of my carping foesConfess what ...
Songs of the Spring Nights (George MacDonald Poems)
I.The flush of green that dyed the dayHath vanished in the moon;Flower-scents float stronger out, and playAn unborn, coming tune.One ...
Songs of the Summer Nights (George MacDonald Poems)
I.The dreary wind of night is out,Homeless and wandering slow;O'er pale seas moaning like a doubt,It breathes, but will not ...
December 23, 1879 (George MacDonald Poems)
I.A thousand houses of poesy stand around me everywhere;They fill the earth and they fill my thought, they are in ...
The Wind And The Moon (George MacDonald Poems)
Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out!You stareIn the airAs if crying Beware,Always looking what I ...
I Would I Were A Child (George MacDonald Poems)
I would I were a child,That I might look, and laugh, and say, My Father!And follow thee with running feet, ...
A Dream of Waking (George MacDonald Poems)
A child was born in sin and shame,Wronged by his very birth,Without a home, without a name,One over in the ...
My Heart (George MacDonald Poems)
I.Night, with her power to silence day,Filled up my lonely room,Quenching all sounds but one that layBeyond her passing doom,Where ...
The Widow of Nain (George MacDonald Poems)
Forth from the city, with the loadThat makes the trampling low,They walk along the dreary roadThat dust and ashes go.The ...
Sleep (George MacDonald Poems)
Oh! is it Death that comesTo have a foretaste of the whole?To-night the planets and the starsWill glimmer through my ...
The Hills (George MacDonald Poems)
Behind my father's cottage liesA gentle grassy heightUp which I often ran—to gazeBack with a wondering sight,For then the chimneys ...
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 ...
A Thanksgiving (George MacDonald Poems)
The veil hath lifted and hath fallen; and himWho next it stood before us, first so long,We see not; but ...
December 27, 1879 (George MacDonald Poems)
Every time would have its songIf the heart were right,Seeing Love all tender-strongFills the day and night.Weary drop the hands ...
The Pinafore (George MacDonald Poems)
When peevish flaws his soul have stirredTo fretful tears for crossed desires,Obedient to his mother's wordMy child to banishment retires.As ...
Sharing (George MacDonald Poems)
On the far horizon thereHeaps of cloudy darkness rest;Though the wind is in the airThere is stupor east and west.For ...
I Know What Beauty Is (George MacDonald Poems)
I know what beauty is, for thouHast set the world within my heart;Of me thou madest it a part;I never ...
The Sleepless Jesus (George MacDonald Poems)
'Tis time to sleep, my little boy:Why gaze thy bright eyes so?At night our children, for new joyHome to thy ...
To One Threatened With Blindness (George MacDonald Poems)
I.Lawrence, what though the world be growing dark,And twilight cool thy potent day inclose!The sun, beneath the round earth sunk, ...
Christmas Song of the Old Children (George MacDonald Poems)
Well for youth to seek the strong,Beautiful, and brave!We, the old, who walk alongGently to the grave,Only pay our court ...