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George MacDonald (Джордж Макдональд)


The Old Castle


The brother knew well the castle old,
Every closet, each outlook fair,
Every turret and bartizan bold,
Every chamber, garnished or bare.
The brother was out in the heavenly air;
Little ones lost the starry way,
Wandered down the dungeon stair.
The brother missed them, and on the clay
Of the dungeon-floor he found them all.
Up they jumped when they heard him call!
He led the little ones into the day-
Out and up to the sunshine gay,
Up to the father's own door-sill-
In at the father's own room door,
There to be merry and work and play,
There to come and go at their will,
Good boys and girls to be lost no more! 



George MacDonald's other poems:
  1. Concerning Jesus
  2. The Gospel Women. 16. The Woman That Was a Sinner
  3. The Gospel Women. 3. The Mother of Zebedee's Children
  4. A Memorial of Africa
  5. The Gospel Women. 1. The Mother Mary


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