MacDonald, George

MacDonald, God planted us all on the border of Fairyland. Every time we open one of your books, we cross the threshold and follow the rainbow. Oh! To get to the land whence the shadows fall; Raging seas, nor extreme old age will stop our sojourn: ‘Go across the waves, your feet will make no […]

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