Lie, little cow, and chew thy cud, The farmer soon will shift thy tether; Chirp, linnet, on the frozen mud, Sun and song will come together; Wait, soul, for God, and thou shalt bud, He waits thy waiting with his weather.
Where this text comes from
First published in The Poetical Works of George MacDonald, Volume II (1893). This date is uncertain. Taken from the 1893 collected Poetical Works, which is the printing this text is and not the poem's first appearance. MacDonald gathered and revised for it work published from 1855 onward, and it arranges the poems by its own editorial grouping rather than by the volumes they came from, so which earlier book or magazine printed this poem first has not been established here. [1] [2] [3]
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Cite this poem
George MacDonald (1824–1905).
“Waiting.” First published in The Poetical Works of George MacDonald, Volume II (1893).
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