The Woman In The Temple (George MacDonald Poems)
A still dark joy! A sudden face!Cold daylight, footsteps, cries!The temple's naked, shining space,Aglare with judging eyes!All in abandoned guilty ...
George MacDonald Poems (418 Poems)
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 ...
The Wind And The Moon (George MacDonald Poems)
Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out!You stareIn the airAs if crying Beware,Always looking what I ...
I Would I Were A Child (George MacDonald Poems)
I would I were a child,That I might look, and laugh, and say, My Father!And follow thee with running feet, ...
The Woman That Was A Sinner (George MacDonald Poems)
His face, his words, her heart awoke;Awoke her slumbering truth;She judged him well; her bonds she broke,And fled to him ...
Consider The Ravens (George MacDonald Poems)
Lord, according to thy words,I have considered thy birds;And I find their life good,And better the better understood:Sowing neither corn ...
With A Copy of: “In Memoriam” (George MacDonald Poems)
To: E.M. II.Dear friend, you love the poet's song,And here is one for your regard.You know the "melancholy bard,"Whose grief ...
An Old Story (George MacDonald Poems)
I.In the ancient house of ages,See, they cannot rest!With a hope, which awe assuages,Tremble all the blest.For the son and ...
A Dream of Waking (George MacDonald Poems)
A child was born in sin and shame,Wronged by his very birth,Without a home, without a name,One over in the ...
The Conselor (George MacDonald Poems)
On An Engraving of Scheffer's Christus ConsolatorI.What human form is this? what form divine?And who are these that gaze upon ...
After An Old Legend (George MacDonald Poems)
The monk was praying in his cell,With bowed head praying sore;He had been praying on his kneesFor two long hours ...
Sir Lark and King Sun (George MacDonald Poems)
Good morrow, my lord! in the sky aloneSang the lark as the sun ascended his throne."Shine on me, my lord: ...
O Lassie Ayont The Hill! (George MacDonald Poems)
O lassie ayont the hill,Come ower the tap o' the hill,Come ower the tap wi' the breeze o' the hill,Bidena ...
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 ...
My Heart (George MacDonald Poems)
I.Night, with her power to silence day,Filled up my lonely room,Quenching all sounds but one that layBeyond her passing doom,Where ...
This World (George MacDonald Poems)
Thy world is made to fit thine own,A nursery for thy children small,The playground-footstool of thy throne,Thy solemn school-room, Father ...
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 Widow of Nain (George MacDonald Poems)
Forth from the city, with the loadThat makes the trampling low,They walk along the dreary roadThat dust and ashes go.The ...
Brother Artist (George MacDonald Poems)
Brother artist, help me; come!Artists are a maimed band:I have words but not a hand;Thou hast hands though thou art ...
The Herd And The Mavis (George MacDonald Poems)
What gars ye sing, said the herd-laddie,"What gars ye sing sae lood?""To tice them oot o' the yerd, laddie,The worms ...
Ower The Hedge (George MacDonald Poems)
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 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 ...
Picture Songs (George MacDonald Poems)
I.A pale green sky is gleaming;The steely stars are few;The moorland pond is steamingA mist of gray and blue.Along the ...
A Christmas Carol For 1862 (George MacDonald Poems)
The Year Of The Trouble In LancashireThe skies are pale, the trees are stiff,The earth is dull and old;The frost ...
Granny Canty (George MacDonald Poems)
What maks ye sae canty, granny dear?Has some kin' body been for ye to speir?Ye luik as smilin an' fain ...
The Foolish Harebell (George MacDonald Poems)
A harebell hung her wilful head:"I am tired, so tired! I wish I was dead."She hung her head in the ...
O Lord, How Happy! (George MacDonald Poems)
From the German of Dessler.O Lord, how happy is the timeWhen in thy love I rest!When from my weariness I ...
Sleep (George MacDonald Poems)
Oh! is it Death that comesTo have a foretaste of the whole?To-night the planets and the starsWill glimmer through my ...
Far and Near (George MacDonald Poems)
The fact which suggested this poem is related by Clarke in his Travels.I.Blue sky above, blue sea below,Far off, the ...
The Hills (George MacDonald Poems)
Behind my father's cottage liesA gentle grassy heightUp which I often ran—to gazeBack with a wondering sight,For then the chimneys ...