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 Time (51 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 ...
The Disciple (George MacDonald Poems)
I.The times are changed, and gone the dayWhen the high heavenly land,Though unbeheld, quite near them lay,And men could understand.The ...
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 – December (George MacDonald Poems)
1.I AM a little weary of my life—Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the bloodToo slowly laves the coral shores ...
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 ...
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 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 ...
The Haunted House (George MacDonald Poems)
Suggested by a drawing of Thomas Moran, the American painter.This must be the very night!The moon knows it!—and the trees!They ...
Within and Without: Part V: A Dramatic Poem (George MacDonald Poems)
AND do not fear to hope. Can poet's brainMore than the Father's heart rich good invent?Each time we smell the ...
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 ...
November, 1851 (George MacDonald Poems)
What dost thou here, O soul,Beyond thy own control,Under the strange wild sky?0 stars, reach down your hands,And clasp me ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – April (George MacDonald Poems)
1.LORD, I do choose the higher than my will.I would be handled by thy nursing armsAfter thy will, not my ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – August (George MacDonald Poems)
1.SO shall abundant entrance me be givenInto the truth, my life's inheritance.Lo! as the sun shoots straight from out his ...
A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul – July (George MacDonald Poems)
1.ALAS, my tent! see through it a whirlwind sweep!Moaning, poor Fancy's doves are swept away.I sit alone, a sorrow half ...
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 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 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 ...
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, ...
The Deil’s Forhooit His Ain (George MacDonald Poems)
The Deil's forhooit his ain, his ain!The Deil's forhooit his ain!His bairns are greitin in ilka neuk,For the Deil's forhooit ...
The Auld Man’s Prayer (George MacDonald Poems)
Lord, I'm an auld man,An' I'm deein!An' do what I canI canna help beinSome feart at the thoucht!I'm no what ...
An Old Sermon With a New Text (George MacDonald Poems)
My wife contrived a fleecy thingHer husband to infold,For 'tis the pride of woman stillTo cover from the cold:My daughter ...
Songs of the Winter Nights (George MacDonald Poems)
I.Back shining from the pane, the fireSeems outside in the snow:So love set free from love's desireLights grief of long ...
Tell Me (George MacDonald Poems)
Traveller, what lies over the hill?Traveller, tell to me:Tip-toe-high on the window-sillOver I cannot see."My child, a valley green lies ...
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 ...
Time And Time (George MacDonald Poems)
As I was walkin on the strand,I spied ane auld man sitOn ane auld black rock; and aye the wavesCam ...
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 ...