Poems by George MacDonald
Christmas, 1880
... That we might know him, thou didst come and live ...
Come To Me
... They fought in thy name, they were glad and bold, ...
The Healer
... They come to thee, the halt, the maimed, the blind, ...
Songs of the Winter Days
... II. With vague dead gleam the morning white ...
Subsidy
... Shot from the Truth's own bow, and flaming sweet, ...
Love Is Home
... Faithful creator, heart-longed-for father, ...
Shall The Dead Praise Thee?
... Leaning, o'erthrown, like wheat-stalks tempest-fanned! ...
The Waesome Carl
... There's a' thae weyds to gether and burn, ...
To-Morrow
... God's TO-MORROW an angel sitting, ...
Nannie Braw
... I' the hoose ye're a licht and a law, Nannie, ...
Love's Ordeal
... The hounds pricked up their ears, their eyes flashed fire ...
Songs of the Autumn Days
... III. 'Tis late before the sun will rise, ...
One With Nature
... Full many a princely thing hath passed her by ...
Death and Birth
... You start?- Ah, your half-believing heart ...
Born of Water
... With trees, flowers, boats upon the bounding wave! ...
