Hope And Patience Poem by George MacDonald

Hope And Patience

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An unborn bird lies crumpled and curled,
A-dreaming of the world.

Round it, for castle-wall, a shell
Is guarding it well.


Hope
is the bird with its dim sensations;
The shell that keeps it alive is
Patience
.

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George MacDonald

George MacDonald

Huntly, Aberdeenshire, Scotland
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