Poems by George MacDonald
A Song In The Night: A brown bird sang on a blossomy tre
... With this life that thrills me through and through! ...
The Woman That Lifted Up Her Voice
... Good thoughts, though laggard in the rear, ...
To S. F. S.
... As quick to feel the sharp-edged stones that lance ...
I Would I Were A Child
... Should darkness 'twixt thy face and mine come drifting, ...
Songs of the Winter Nights
... II. The frost weaves ferns and sultry palms ...
Zacchaeus
... Outspoke the man, in Truth's own might: ...
Come Down
... Thy door with my prayers ...
To My Sister: On Her Twenty-First Birthday
... II. Wouldst thou the holy hill ascend, ...
Spring Song
... Days of old, Ye are not dead, though gone from me ...
Said and Did
... Said the girl as she read, "That was grand, I declare! ...
To A.J. Scott, May, 1857
... Which, spoken, leaves much more in speechless case ...
The Mother of Zebedee's Children
... Would she have joyed o'er prosperous quest, ...
An Evening Prayer
... For love and life, pardon and hope and strength! ...
The Diver
... From Schiller "Which of you, knight or squire, will dare ...
Power
... Which through vast nightly wastes doth onward fare, ...
