The Clock of The Universe (George MacDonald Poems)
A clock aeonian, steady and tall,With its back to creation's flaming wall,Stands at the foot of a dim, wide stair.Swing, ...
A clock aeonian, steady and tall,With its back to creation's flaming wall,Stands at the foot of a dim, wide stair.Swing, ...
I.There breathes not a breath of the summer airBut the spirit of love is moving there;Not a trembling leaf on ...
Of whispering trees the tongues to hear,And sermons of the silent stone;To read in brooks the print so clearOf motion, ...
Look! look there!Send your eyes across the grayBy my finger-point awayThrough the vaporous, fumy air.Beyond the air, you see the ...
If I were a monk, and thou wert a nun,Pacing it wearily, wearily,Twixt chapel and cell till day were done—Wearily, ...
When things are holding wonted paceIn wonted paths, without a traceOr hint of neighbouring wonder,Sometimes, from other realms, a tone,A ...
I.A thousand houses of poesy stand around me everywhere;They fill the earth and they fill my thought, they are in ...
Good morrow, my lord! in the sky aloneSang the lark as the sun ascended his throne."Shine on me, my lord: ...
I."Bonny lassie, rosy lassie,Ken ye what is care?Had ye ever a thought, lassie,Made yer hertie sair?"Johnnie said it, Johnnie seekinSicht ...
The veil hath lifted and hath fallen; and himWho next it stood before us, first so long,We see not; but ...
On the far horizon thereHeaps of cloudy darkness rest;Though the wind is in the airThere is stupor east and west.For ...
O Lord, if on the wind, at cool of day,I heard one whispered word of mighty grace;If through the darkness, ...
Within my heart a worm had long been hid.I knew it not when I went down and chidBecause some servants ...
I know what beauty is, for thouHast set the world within my heart;Of me thou madest it a part;I never ...
Ave! Once more touch the stringsThat Memory may feed upon the strain,And over-live againThe days,When the heart gloried in the ...
Autumn clouds are flying, flyingO'er the waste of blue;Summer flowers are dying, dying,Late so lovely new.Labouring wains are slowly rollingHome ...
Love is the part, and love is the whole;Love is the robe, and love is the pall;Ruler of heart and ...
Lord, hear my discontent: all blank I stand,A mirror polished by thy hand;Thy sun's beams flash and flame from me—I ...
Come to me, come to me, O my God;Come to me everywhere!Let the trees mean thee, and the grassy sod,And ...
O Lord of life, thy quickening voiceAwakes my morning song!In gladsome words I would rejoiceThat I to thee belong.I see ...
Shew us the Father. Chiming stars of space,And lives that fit the worlds, and means and powers,A Thought that holds ...
Above my head the great pine-branches tower;Backwards and forwards each to the other bends,Beckoning the tempest-cloud which hither wendsLike a ...
I envy the tree-tops that shake so highIn winds that fill them full of heavenly airs;I envy every little cloud ...
If thou art tempted by a thought of ill,Crave not too soon for victory, nor deemThou art a coward if ...
Thou art my thought, my heart, my being's fortune,The search for thee my growth's first conscious date;For nought, for everything, ...
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