Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ORGAN SONGS: TO ANY FRIEND, by GEORGE MACDONALD


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First Line: If I did seem to you no more
Last Line: Then think me what you will.
Subject(s): Death; Friendship; God; Dead, The


IF I did seem to you no more
Than to myself I seem,
Not thus you would fling wide the door,
And on the beggar beam!

You would not don your radiant best,
Or dole me more than half !
Poor palmer I, no angel guest;
A shaking reed my staff !

At home, no rich fruit, hanging low,
Have I for Love to pull;
Only unripe things that must grow
Till Autumn's maund be full!

But I forsake my niggard leas,
My orchard, too late hoar,
And wander over lands and seas
To find the Father's door.

When I have reached the ancestral farm,
Have clomb the steepy hill,
And round me rests the Father's arm,
Then think me what you will.





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