Poems by George MacDonald
The Prophet
... But robed as priest, and honoured of good men ...
The Twa Gordons
... An' the sleep, weel I wat, was nae reek frae thy pat, ...
The Thank-Offering
... Not else the offered grace is mine ...
On A December Day
... - Life, promise, love, her eyes may fill, fair child! ...
Sleep
... And round the lands, with endless roar, ...
Bedtime
... To steal through caverns of the night ...
Foolish Children
... "Christ, whom Hades could not keep!" ...
Blind Bartimeus
... " Though they were blind, they both could hear- ...
An Improvisation
... Summer night, come from God, ...
The Tree's Prayer
... The streaming cloud hissed through my outstretched arms, ...
A Thanksgiving For F. D. Maurice
... and him Who next it stood before us, first so long, ...
Lines To A Steamboat
... Though fixd there still thy lingering mates appear ...
Evil Influence
... Which through the living heart at once doth pierce ...
Eine Kleine Predigt
... Graut Euch nicht, Ihr lieben Leute, ...
Songs of the Spring Nights
... IV. The night is damp and warm and still, ...
