Not Understood By George MacDonald

Not Understood Tumultuous rushing o’er the outstretched plains; A wildered maze of comets and of suns; The blood of changeless God that …

Life-Weary By George MacDonald

Life-Weary O Thou that walkest with nigh hopeless feet Past the one harbour, built for thee and thine. Doth no stray odour …

Power By George MacDonald

Power Power that is not of God, however great, Is but the downward rushing and the glare Of a swift meteor that …

Fighting By George MacDonald

Fighting Here is a temple strangely wrought: Within it I can see Two spirits of a diverse thought Contend for mastery. One …

Bedtime By George MacDonald

Bedtime ‘Come, children, put away your toys; Roll up that kite’s long line; The day is done for girls and boys- Look, …

Second Sight By George MacDonald

Second Sight Rich is the fancy which can double back All seeming forms, and from cold icicles Build up high glittering palaces …

Rondel By George MacDonald

Rondel I follow, tottering, in the funeral train That bears my body to the welcoming grave. As those I mourn not, that …

General Gordon By George MacDonald

General Gordon I. Victorious through failure! faithful Lord, Who for twelve angel legions wouldst not pray From thine own country of eternal …

Prayer By George MacDonald

Prayer We doubt the word that tells us: Ask, And ye shall have your prayer; We turn our thoughts as to a …

Father By George MacDonald

Father Father, I cry to thee for bread With hungred longing, eager prayer; Thou hear’st, and givest me instead More hunger and …

Hame By George MacDonald

Hame The warl it’s dottit wi’ hames As thick as gowans o’ the green, Aye bonnier ilk ane nor the lave To …

Dorcas By George MacDonald

Dorcas If I might guess, then guess I would That, mid the gathered folk, This gentle Dorcas one day stood, And heard …

Baby By George MacDonald

Baby Where did you come from, baby dear? Out of the everywhere into here. Where did you get those eyes so blue? …