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 ...
Heaven and the sea attend the dying day,And in their sadness overflow and blend—Faint gold, and windy blue, and green ...
I.O night, send up the harvest moonTo walk about the fields,And make of midnight magic noonOn lonely tarns and wealds.In ...
The monk was praying in his cell,With bowed head praying sore;He had been praying on his kneesFor two long hours ...
Forth from the city, with the loadThat makes the trampling low,They walk along the dreary roadThat dust and ashes go.The ...
The veil hath lifted and hath fallen; and himWho next it stood before us, first so long,We see not; but ...
Every time would have its songIf the heart were right,Seeing Love all tender-strongFills the day and night.Weary drop the hands ...
O Lord, if on the wind, at cool of day,I heard one whispered word of mighty grace;If through the darkness, ...
'Tis time to sleep, my little boy:Why gaze thy bright eyes so?At night our children, for new joyHome to thy ...
I.Lawrence, what though the world be growing dark,And twilight cool thy potent day inclose!The sun, beneath the round earth sunk, ...
Grant, Lord, her prayer, and let her go;She crieth after us.Nay, to the dogs ye cast it so;Serve not a ...
I.Hark, in the steeple the dull bell swingingOver the furrows ill ploughed by Death!Hark the bird-babble, the loud lark singing!Hark, ...
Grief held me silent in my seat;I neither moved nor smiled:Joy held her silent at my feet,My shining lily-child.She raised ...
Oh that a wind would callFrom the depths of the leafless wood!Oh that a voice would fallOn the ear of ...
Come to me, come to me, O my God;Come to me everywhere!Let the trees mean thee, and the grassy sod,And ...
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 ...
They come to thee, the halt, the maimed, the blind,The devil-torn, the sick, the sore;Thy heart their well of life ...
Near him she stole, rank after rank;She feared approach too loud;She touched his garment's hem, and shrankBack in the sheltering ...
In the desert by the bush,Moses to his heart said Hush.David on his bed did pray;God all night went not ...
I envy the tree-tops that shake so highIn winds that fill them full of heavenly airs;I envy every little cloud ...
Father, I cry to thee for breadWith hungred longing, eager prayer;Thou hear'st, and givest me insteadMore hunger and a half-despair.0 ...
Oft, as I rest in quiet peace, am IThrust out at sudden doors, and madly drivenThrough desert solitudes, and thunder-rivenBlack ...
Sad-hearted, be at peace: the snowdrop liesBuried in sepulchre of ghastly snow;But spring is floating up the southern skies,And darkling ...
They all were looking for a kingTo slay their foes, and lift them high:Thou cam'st a little baby thingThat made ...
The stars cleave the sky.Yet for us they rest,And their race-course highIs a shining nest!The hours hurry on.But where is ...
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