Poems by George MacDonald
The Girl That Lost Things
... 'Mong them she found-why, most things, ...
A Song In The Night: I would I were an angel strong,
... My light would come straight from the Light of Men! ...
A Fear
... - The grass, the flowers, the dews that lie ...
A Cry
... I do not make the words of this my limping passion! ...
Father
... If rain must come and winds must blow, ...
A Christmas Prayer
... Come to bring the child of earth ...
The Grace of Grace
... The child should find a nearer place, ...
Love's History
... Walking, bowed, the shadeless miles, ...
Baby
... Feet, whence did you come, you darling things ...
New Year's Eve: A Waking Dream
... for the chime As she were heavy with excess of dreams, ...
Summer Song
... 'Tis a senseless, wrinkled, ill-curved shell: ...
The Asthmatic To The Satan That Binds Him
... I do defy; Live core of night ...
A Dead House
... Walking through the bare-floored house! ...
A Book of Dreams: Part I
... How will He judge me, pure, and good, and fair ...
Sunday
... I am no waif That haggard waters toss and chafe, ...
