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 Spring (40 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 – October (George MacDonald Poems)
1.REMEMBER, Lord, thou hast not made me good.Or if thou didst, it was so long agoI have forgotten—and never understood,I ...
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 ...
Light (George MacDonald Poems)
First-born of the creating Voice!Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sentWaiting upon him first, what time he wentMoving about mid ...
A Manchester Poem (George MacDonald Poems)
'Tis a poor drizzly morning, dark and sad.The cloud has fallen, and filled with fold on foldThe chimneyed city; and ...
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 ...
New Year’s Eve: A Waking Dream (George MacDonald Poems)
I have not any fearful tale to tellOf fabled giant or of dragon-claw,Or bloody deed to pilfer and to sellTo ...
Abu Midjan (George MacDonald Poems)
If I sit in the dustFor lauding good wine,Ha, ha! it is just:So sits the vine!Abu Midjan sang as he ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – May (George MacDonald Poems)
1.WHAT though my words glance sideways from the thingWhich I would utter in thine ear, my sire!Truth in the inward ...
The Sangreal (George MacDonald Poems)
A Part Of The Story Omitted In The Old RomancesHow sir Galahad despaired of finding the GrailThrough the wood the ...
The Diver (George MacDonald Poems)
From Schiller"Which of you, knight or squire, will darePlunge into yonder gulf?A golden beaker I fling in it—there!The black mouth ...
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 Old Garden (George MacDonald Poems)
I.I stood in an ancient gardenWith high red walls around;Over them grey and green lichensIn shadowy arabesque wound.The topmost climbing ...
A Prayer for the Past: All sights and sounds of day and yea (George MacDonald Poems)
All sights and sounds of day and year,All groups and forms, each leaf and gem,Are thine, O God, nor will ...
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 ...
King Cole (George MacDonald Poems)
King Cole he reigned in Aureoland,But the sceptre was seldom in his handFar oftener was there his golden cup—He ate ...
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 Last Wooin (George MacDonald Poems)
O lat me in, my bonny lass!It's a lang road ower the hill,And the flauchterin snaw begud to fa'On the ...
Songs of the Autumn Days (George MacDonald Poems)
I.We bore him through the golden land,One early harvest morn;The corn stood ripe on either hand—He knew all about the ...
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 Spring Days (George MacDonald Poems)
I.A gentle wind, of western birthOn some far summer sea,Wakes daisies in the wintry earth,Wakes hopes in wintry me.The sun ...
If I Were A Monk, And If Thou Wert A Nun (George MacDonald Poems)
If I were a monk, and thou wert a nun,Pacing it wearily, wearily,Twixt chapel and cell till day were done—Wearily, ...
The Tree’s Prayer (George MacDonald Poems)
Alas, 'tis cold and dark!The wind all night hath sung a wintry tune!Hail from black clouds that swallowed up the ...
In The Winter (George MacDonald Poems)
In the winter, flowers are springing;In the winter, woods are green,Where our banished birds are singing,Where our summer sun is ...
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 ...
On A December Day (George MacDonald Poems)
I.This is the sweetness of an April day;The softness of the spring is on the faceOf the old year. She ...
Autumn Song (George MacDonald Poems)
Autumn clouds are flying, flyingO'er the waste of blue;Summer flowers are dying, dying,Late so lovely new.Labouring wains are slowly rollingHome ...
They Are Blind (George MacDonald Poems)
They are blind, and they are dead:We will wake them as we go;There are words have not been said,There are ...
Awake! (George MacDonald Poems)
The stars are all watching;God's angel is catchingAt thy skirts in the darkness deep!Gold hinges grating,The mighty dead waiting,Why dost ...