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 Money & Wealth (21 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 Dreams: Part I (George MacDonald Poems)
1.I lay and dreamed. The master came In his old woven dress;I stood in joy, and yet in shame, Oppressed ...
A Book of Dreams: Part II (George MacDonald Poems)
1.Lord of the world's undying youth, What joys are in thy might!What beauties of the inner truth, And of the ...
November, 1851 (George MacDonald Poems)
What dost thou here, O soul,Beyond thy own control,Under the strange wild sky?0 stars, reach down your hands,And clasp me ...
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 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 ...
The Child-Mother (George MacDonald Poems)
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 ...
Godly Ballants (George MacDonald Poems)
I.—THIS SIDE AN' THAT.The rich man sat in his father's seat—Purple an' linen, an' a'thing fine!The puir man lay at ...
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 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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
The Prism (George MacDonald Poems)
I.A pool of broken sunbeams layUpon the passage-floor,Radiant and rich, profound and gayAs ever diamond bore.Small, flitting hands a handkerchiefSpread ...
The Widow With The Two Mites (George MacDonald Poems)
Here much and little shift and change,With scale of need and time;There more and less have meanings strange,Which the world ...
Second Sight (George MacDonald Poems)
Rich is the fancy which can double backAll seeming forms, and from cold iciclesBuild up high glittering palaces where dwellsSummer ...
Mother Nature (George MacDonald Poems)
Beautiful mother is busy all day,So busy she neither can sing nor say;But lovely thoughts, in a ceaseless flow,Through her ...
Rondel (George MacDonald Poems)
Heart, thou must learn to do without—That is the riches of the poor,Their liberty is to endure;Wrap thou thine old ...