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 ...
George MacDonald Poems on Summer (34 Poems)
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 ...
Love’s Ordeal (George MacDonald Poems)
Hear'st thou that sound upon the window pane?Said the youth softly, as outstretched he layWhere for an hour outstretched he ...
A Broken Prayer (George MacDonald Poems)
O Lord, my God, how longShall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?How long, O mighty Spirit, shall I ...
My Room (George MacDonald Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
Songs of the Summer Days (George MacDonald Poems)
I.A glory on the chamber wall!A glory in the brain!Triumphant floods of glory fallOn heath, and wold, and plain.Earth lieth ...
Songs of the Winter Days (George MacDonald Poems)
I.The sky has turned its heart away,The earth its sorrow found;The daisies turn from childhood's play,And creep into the ground.The ...
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 ...
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 ...
Songs of the Autumn Nights (George MacDonald Poems)
I.O night, send up the harvest moonTo walk about the fields,And make of midnight magic noonOn lonely tarns and wealds.In ...
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 ...
My Two Geniuses (George MacDonald Poems)
I.One is a slow and melancholy maid;I know riot if she cometh from the skiesOr from the sleepy gulfs, but ...
Riddles (George MacDonald Poems)
I.I have only one foot, but thousands of toes;My one foot stands well, but never goes;I've a good many arms, ...
The Sheep and The Goat (George MacDonald Poems)
The thousand streets of London grayRepel all country sights;But bar not winds upon their way,Nor quench the scent of new-mown ...
From North Wales: To The Mother (George MacDonald Poems)
When the summer gave us a longer day,And the leaves were thickest, I went away:Like an isle, through dark clouds, ...
The Sparrow (George MacDonald Poems)
O Lord, I cannot but believeThe birds do sing thy praises then, when they sing to one another,And they are ...
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 ...
Were I A Skilful Painter (George MacDonald Poems)
Were I a skilful painter,My pencil, not my pen,Should try to teach thee hope and fear,And who would blame me ...
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 ...
Summer Song (George MacDonald Poems)
Murmuring, 'twixt a murmur and moan,Many a tune in a single tone,For every ear with a secret true—The sea-shell wants ...
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 ...
To —- (George MacDonald Poems)
I cannot write old verses here,Dead things a thousand years away,When all the life of the young yearIs in the ...
Song (George MacDonald Poems)
I was very coldIn the summer weather;The sun shone all his gold,But I was very cold—Alas, we were grown old,Love ...
An Autumn Song (George MacDonald Poems)
Are the leaves falling round aboutThe churchyard on the hill?Is the glow of autumn going out?Is that the winter chill?And ...
Summer (George MacDonald Poems)
Summer, sweet Summer, many-fingered Summer!We hold thee very dear, as well we may:It is the kernel of the year to-day—All ...