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 ...
1.LORD, what I once had done with youthful might,Had I been from the first true to the truth,Grant me, now ...
I have not any fearful tale to tellOf fabled giant or of dragon-claw,Or bloody deed to pilfer and to sellTo ...
Little Boy Blue lost his way in a wood—Sing apples and cherries, roses and honey:He said, "I would not go ...
Suggested by a drawing of Thomas Moran, the American painter.This must be the very night!The moon knows it!—and the trees!They ...
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 ...
To G.E.M.'Tis a little room, my friend—Baby walks from end to end;All the things look sadly realThis hot noontide unideal;Vaporous ...
1.FROM thine, as then, the healing virtue goesInto our hearts—that is the Father's plan.From heart to heart it sinks, it ...
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.WHAT though my words glance sideways from the thingWhich I would utter in thine ear, my sire!Truth in the inward ...
I.Mary, to thee the heart was givenFor infant hand to hold,And clasp thus, an eternal heaven,The great earth in its ...
I.There was John Gordon an' Archibold,An' a yerl's twin sons war they;Quhan they war are an' twenty year auldThey fell ...
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 ...
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 ...
O Earth, Earth, Earth,I am dying for love of thee,For thou hast given me birth,And thy hands have tended me.I ...
Kiss me: there now, little Neddy,Do you see her staring steady?There again you had a chance of her!Didn't you catch ...
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 ...
Little Bo-Peep, she has lost her sheep,And will not know where to find them;They are over the height and out ...
I.The flush of green that dyed the dayHath vanished in the moon;Flower-scents float stronger out, and playAn unborn, coming tune.One ...
A little bird sat on the edge of her nest;Her yellow-beaks slept as sound as tops;Day-long she had worked almost ...
When things are holding wonted paceIn wonted paths, without a traceOr hint of neighbouring wonder,Sometimes, from other realms, a tone,A ...
I.In the ancient house of ages,See, they cannot rest!With a hope, which awe assuages,Tremble all the blest.For the son and ...
A child was born in sin and shame,Wronged by his very birth,Without a home, without a name,One over in the ...
Forth from the city, with the loadThat makes the trampling low,They walk along the dreary roadThat dust and ashes go.The ...
She knelt, she bore a bold request,Though shy to speak it out:Ambition, even in mother's breast,Before him stood in doubt."What ...
Quiet, quiet dead,Have ye aught to sayFrom your hidden bedIn the earthy clay?Fathers, children, mothers,Ye are very quiet;Can ye shout, ...
As to her child a mother calls,"Come to me, child; come near!"Calling, in silent intervals,The Master's voice I hear.But does ...
Babe Jesus lay in Mary's lap,The sun shone in his hair;And this was how she saw, mayhap,The crown already there.For ...
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