Better to sit at the waters’ birth, Than a sea of waves to win; To live in the love that floweth forth, Than the love that cometh in.
Be thy heart a well of love, my child, Flowing, and free, and sure; For a cistern of love, though undefiled, Keeps not the spirit pure
from Phantastes by George MacDonald
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Yes, I’m just finishing “Phantastes” & was struck by the essence of Jesus in that poem. So full of God’s life!