Little White Lily

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Little White Lily
by George Macdonald
This poem (George Macdonald, 1828-) finds a place in this volume because, as a child, I loved it. It completely filled my heart, and has made every member of the lily family dear to me. George Macdonald's charming book, "At the Back of the North Wind," also was my wonder and delight.

    Little White Lily
    Sat by a stone,
    Drooping and waiting
    Till the sun shone.
    Little White Lily
    Sunshine has fed;
    Little White Lily
    Is lifting her head.

    Little White Lily
    Said: "It is good
    Little White Lily's
    Clothing and food."
    Little White Lily
    Dressed like a bride!
    Shining with whiteness,
    And crownèd beside!

    Little White Lily
    Drooping with pain,
    Waiting and waiting
    For the wet rain.
    Little White Lily
    Holdeth her cup;
    Rain is fast falling
    And filling it up.

    Little White Lily
    Said: "Good again,
    When I am thirsty
    To have the nice rain.
    Now I am stronger,
    Now I am cool;
    Heat cannot burn me,
    My veins are so full."

    Little White Lily
    Smells very sweet;
    On her head sunshine,
    Rain at her feet.
    Thanks to the sunshine,
    Thanks to the rain,
    Little White Lily
    Is happy again.