To E.G., Dedicating a Book (George MacDonald Poems)
A broken tale of endless things,Take, lady: thou art not of thoseWho in what vale a fountain springsWould have its ...
A broken tale of endless things,Take, lady: thou art not of thoseWho in what vale a fountain springsWould have its ...
Thou wanderest in the land of dreams,O man of many songs!To thee what is, but looks and seems;No realm to ...
They all were looking for a kingTo slay their foes, and lift them high:Thou cam'st a little baby thingThat made ...
Would-be prophets tell usWe shall not re-knowThem that walked our fellowsIn the ways below!Smoking, smouldering TophetsSteaming hopeless plaints!Dreary, mole-eyed prophets!Mean, ...
Sweet friends, receive my offering. You will findAgainst each worded page a white page set:—This is the mirror of each ...
Such guests as you, sir, were not in my mindWhen I my homely dish with care designed;'Twas certain humble souls ...
Trust him in the common light;Trust him in the awesome night;Trust him when the earth doth quake:Trust him when thy ...
Annie she's dowie, and Willie he's wae:What can be the matter wi' siccan a twae,For Annie she's fair as the ...
Be welcome, year! with corn and sickle come;Make poor the body, but make rich the heart:What man that bears his ...
Though in my heart no Christmas glee,Though my song-bird be dumb,Jesus, it is enough for meThat thou art come.What though ...
If in my arms I bore my child,Would he cry out for fearBecause the night was dark and wildAnd no ...
The sun is gone downAnd the moon's in the skyBut the sun will come upAnd the moon be laid by.The ...
Ah, holy midnight of the soul,When stars alone are high;When winds are resting at their goal,And sea-waves only sigh!Ambition faints ...
The stars cleave the sky.Yet for us they rest,And their race-course highIs a shining nest!The hours hurry on.But where is ...
Merry, merry we well may be,For Jesus Christ is come down to see:Long before, at the top of the stair,He ...
Thou foldest me in sickness;Thou callest through the cloud;I batter with the thicknessOf the swathing, blinding shroud:Oh, let me see ...
Enough he labours for his hire;Yea, nought can pay his pain;But powers that wear and waste and tire,Need help to ...
My TO-MORROW is but a flittingFancy of the brain;God's TO-MORROW an angel sitting,Ready for joy or pain.My TO-MORROW has no ...
He who by a mother's loveMade the wandering world his own,Every year comes from above,Comes the parted to atone,Binding Earth ...
I took it for a bird of prey that soaredHigh over ocean, battled mount, and plain;'Twas but a bird-moth, which ...
Ane by ane they gang awa;The getherer gethers grit and sma':Ane by ane maks ane and a'!Aye whan ane sets ...
When thy heart, love-filled, grows graver,And eternal bliss looks nearer,Ask thy heart, nor show it favour,Is the gift or giver ...
In the air why such a ringing?On the earth why such a droning?In the air the lark is singing;On the ...
Mercy to thee, O Lord, belongs,For as his work thou giv'st the man.From us, not thee, come all our wrongs;Mercy ...
Chained is the Spring. The Night-wind boldBlows over the hard earth;Time is not more confused and cold,Nor keeps more wintry ...
When God's own child came down to earth,High heaven was very glad;The angels sang for holy mirth;Not God himself was ...
Lost the little one roams about,Pathway or shelter none can find;Blinking stars are coming out;No one is moving but the ...
Had I a great ship coming home,With big plunge o'er the sea,What bright things, hid from star and foam,Lay in ...
Dead, why defend thee, who in lifeFor thy worst foe hadst died;Who, thy own name a word of strife,Didst silent ...
Days of old,Ye are not dead, though gone from me;Ye are not cold,But like the summer-birds fled o'er some sea.The ...
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