The Diary of an Old Soul

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Author: George MacDonald

7.

If thou hadst closed my life in seed and husk,
And cast me into soft, warm, damp, dark mould,
All unaware of light come through the dusk,
I yet should feel the split of each shelly fold,
Should feel the growing of my prisoned heart,
And dully dream of being slow unrolled,
And in some other vagueness taking part.

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Chicago: George MacDonald, "7.," The Diary of an Old Soul, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in The Diary of an Old Soul (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed April 26, 2018, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DKRXM2HA4AU3WBN.

MLA: MacDonald, George. "7." The Diary of an Old Soul, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in The Diary of an Old Soul, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 26 Apr. 2018. www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DKRXM2HA4AU3WBN.

Harvard: MacDonald, G, '7.' in The Diary of an Old Soul, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, The Diary of an Old Soul, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 26 April 2018, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DKRXM2HA4AU3WBN.