George MacDonald

(10 December 1824 – 18 September 1905 / Huntly, Aberdeenshire, Scotland)

George MacDonald Poems

361. Christmas Day And Every Day 4/8/2010
362. A Christmas Prayer 4/8/2010
363. An Autumn Song 4/8/2010
364. From Home 4/9/2010
365. Noontide Hymn 4/9/2010
366. A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - January 4/8/2010
367. A Hidden Life 4/8/2010
368. Love's History 4/9/2010
369. Punishment 4/9/2010
370. A Year Song 4/8/2010
371. Song 4/9/2010
372. An Evening Prayer 4/8/2010
373. A Mood 4/8/2010
374. A Winter Prayer 4/8/2010
375. Bell Upon Organ 4/8/2010
376. Christmas, 1880 4/8/2010
377. Consider The Ravens 4/8/2010
378. Come Down 4/8/2010
379. Far And Near 4/8/2010
380. Evil Influence 4/8/2010
381. A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - July 4/8/2010
382. Life Or Death? 4/9/2010
383. One With Nature 4/9/2010
384. Awake! 4/8/2010
385. Failure 4/8/2010
386. Father 4/8/2010
387. A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - June 4/8/2010
388. A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - October 4/8/2010
389. A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - February 4/8/2010
390. A Prisoner 4/8/2010
391. Song Of The Saints And Angels 4/9/2010
392. Room To Roam 4/9/2010
393. Come To Me 4/8/2010
394. Death And Birth 4/8/2010
395. First Sight Of The Sea 4/9/2010
396. A Book Of Dreams: Part Ii 4/8/2010
397. Hope Deferred 4/9/2010
398. Bird-Songs 4/8/2010
399. Christmas Song Of The Old Children 4/8/2010
400. Dorcas 4/8/2010

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Best Poem of George MacDonald

Little Bo-Peep

Little Bo-Peep, she has lost her sheep,
And will not know where to find them;
They are over the height and out of sight,
Trailing their tails behind them!

Little Bo-Peep woke out of her sleep,
Jump'd up and set out to find them:
'The silly things! they've got no wings,
And they've left their trails behind them!

'They've taken their tails, but they've left their trails,
And so I shall follow and find them!'
For wherever a tail had dragged a trail
The grass lay bent behind them.

She washed in the brook, and caught up her crook.
And after her ...

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A Birth-Day Wish

Who know thee, love: thy life be such
That, ere the year be o'er,
Each one who loves thee now so much,
Even God, may love thee more!

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