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 ...
A Microcosm In Terza RimaI.Quiet I lay at last, and knew no moreWhether I breathed or not, so worn I ...
TO THEM THAT MOURNLet your tears flow; let your sad sighs have scope;Only take heed they fan, they water Hope.A ...
I.The times are changed, and gone the dayWhen the high heavenly land,Though unbeheld, quite near them lay,And men could understand.The ...
1.I AM a little weary of my life—Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the bloodToo slowly laves the coral shores ...
First-born of the creating Voice!Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sentWaiting upon him first, what time he wentMoving about mid ...
I.If thou hadst been a sculptor, what a raceOf forms divine had thenceforth filled the land!Methinks I see thee, glorious ...
Hear'st thou that sound upon the window pane?Said the youth softly, as outstretched he layWhere for an hour outstretched he ...
1.Lord of the world's undying youth, What joys are in thy might!What beauties of the inner truth, And of the ...
1.LORD, what I once had done with youthful might,Had I been from the first true to the truth,Grant me, now ...
If I sit in the dustFor lauding good wine,Ha, ha! it is just:So sits the vine!Abu Midjan sang as he ...
I.Willie speaks.Is it wrong, the wish to be great,For I do wish it so?I have asked already my sister Kate;She ...
I. I honour Nature, holding it unjustTo look with jealousy on her designs;With every passing year more fast she twinesAbout ...
O Lord, my God, how longShall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?How long, O mighty Spirit, shall I ...
AND do not fear to hope. Can poet's brainMore than the Father's heart rich good invent?Each time we smell the ...
1.I TO myself have neither power nor worth,Patience nor love, nor anything right good;My soul is a poor land, plenteous ...
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 ...
What dost thou here, O soul,Beyond thy own control,Under the strange wild sky?0 stars, reach down your hands,And clasp me ...
1.FROM thine, as then, the healing virtue goesInto our hearts—that is the Father's plan.From heart to heart it sinks, it ...
1.WE are a shadow and a shining, we!One moment nothing seems but what we see,Nor aught to rule but common ...
1.SO shall abundant entrance me be givenInto the truth, my life's inheritance.Lo! as the sun shoots straight from out his ...
1.WHAT though my words glance sideways from the thingWhich I would utter in thine ear, my sire!Truth in the inward ...
What shall I be?—I will be a knightWalled up in armour black,With a sword of sharpness, a hammer of might.And ...
All sights and sounds of day and year,All groups and forms, each leaf and gem,Are thine, O God, nor will ...
'Tis the midnight hour; I heardThe Abbey-bell give out the word.Seldom is the lamp-ray shedOn some dwarfed foot-farer's headIn the ...
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 ...
I.I say! hey! cousin there! I mustn't call you brother!Yet you have a tail behind, and I have another!You pull, ...
I.Who follows Jesus shall not walkIn darksome road with danger rife;But in his heart the Truth will talk,And on his ...
Look! look there!Send your eyes across the grayBy my finger-point awayThrough the vaporous, fumy air.Beyond the air, you see the ...
Forth to his study the sculptor goesIn a mood of lofty mirth:"Now shall the tongues of my carping foesConfess what ...
I.The flush of green that dyed the dayHath vanished in the moon;Flower-scents float stronger out, and playAn unborn, coming tune.One ...
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