Francis Thompson
All Flesh by Francis Thompson

All Flesh by Francis Thompson

I do not need the skies'Pomp, when I would be wise;For pleasaunce nor to useHeaven's champaign when I muse.One grass-blade in its veinsWisdom's whole flood contains;Thereon my ...

0
Chose Vue by Francis Thompson

Chose Vue by Francis Thompson

A metrical caprice.Up she rose, fair daughter--well she was gracedAs a cloud her going, stept from her chair,As a summer-soft cloud, in her going paced,Down dropped her ...

0
Nocturn by Francis Thompson

Nocturn by Francis Thompson

I walk, I only,Not I only wake;Nothing is, this sweet night,But doth couch and wakeFor its love's sake;Everything, this sweet night,Couches with its mate.For whom but for the ...

0
Love Declared by Francis Thompson

Love Declared by Francis Thompson

I looked, she drooped, and neither spake, and cold,We stood, how unlike all forecasted thoughtOf that desir-ed minute! Then I leanedDoubting; whereat she lifted--oh, brave ...

0
Orient Ode by Francis Thompson

Orient Ode by Francis Thompson

Lo, in the sanctuaried East,Day, a dedicated priestIn all his robes pontifical exprest,Lifteth slowly, lifteth sweetly,From out its Orient tabernacle drawn,Yon orb-ed sacrament ...

0
Epilogue–To The Poet’s Sitter by Francis Thompson

Epilogue–To The Poet’s Sitter by Francis Thompson

Wherein he excuseth himself for the manner of the Portrait.Alas! now wilt thou chide, and say (I deem),My figured descant hides the simple theme:Or in another wise reproving, sayI ...

0
Penelope by Francis Thompson

Penelope by Francis Thompson

Love, like a wind, shook wide your blosmy eyes,You trembled, and your breath came sobbing-wiseFor that you loved me.You were so kind, so sweet, none could withholdTo adore, but ...

0
July Fugitive by Francis Thompson

July Fugitive by Francis Thompson

Can you tell me where has hid herPretty Maid July?I would swear one day agoShe passed by,I would swear that I do knowThe blue bliss of her eye:'Tarry, maid, maid,' I bid her;But ...

0
Sister Songs-An Offering To Two Sisters – Part The First by Francis Thompson

Sister Songs-An Offering To Two Sisters – Part The First by Francis Thompson

The leaves dance, the leaves sing,The leaves dance in the breath of the Spring.I bid them dance,I bid them sing,For the limpid glanceOf my ladyling;For the gift to the Spring of a ...

0
Memorat Memoria by Francis Thompson

Memorat Memoria by Francis Thompson

Come you living or dead to me, out of the silt of the Past,With the sweet of the piteous first, and the shame of the shameful last?Come with your dear and dreadful face through ...

0
My Lady The Tyranness by Francis Thompson

My Lady The Tyranness by Francis Thompson

Me since your fair ambition bowsFeodary to those gracious brows,Is nothing mine will not confessYour sovran sweet rapaciousness?Though use to the white yoke inures,Half-petulant ...

0
The Dread Of Height by Francis Thompson

The Dread Of Height by Francis Thompson

Not the Circean wineMost perilous is for pain:Grapes of the heavens' star-loaden vine,Whereto the lofty-placedThoughts of fair souls attain,Tempt with a more retributive ...

0
To Olivia by Francis Thompson

To Olivia by Francis Thompson

I fear to love thee, Sweet, because Love's the ambassador of loss; White flake of childhood, clinging so To my soiled raiment, thy shy snow At tenderest touch will shrink and go. ...

0
At Lord’s by Francis Thompson

At Lord’s by Francis Thompson

It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk,Though my own red roses there may blow;It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk,Though the red roses ...

0
To A Snowflake by Francis Thompson

To A Snowflake by Francis Thompson

What heart could have thought you? -- Past our devisal (O filigree petal!) Fashioned so purely, Fragilely, surely, From what Paradisal Imagineless metal, Too costly for cost? Who ...

0
In No Strange Land (The Kingdom Of God) by Francis Thompson

In No Strange Land (The Kingdom Of God) by Francis Thompson

The kingdom of God is within youO world invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, O world unknowable, we know thee, Inapprehensible, we clutch thee! Does the ...

0
New Year’s Chimes by Francis Thompson

New Year’s Chimes by Francis Thompson

What is the song the stars sing? (And a million songs are as song of one)This is the song the stars sing: (Sweeter song's none)One to set, and many to sing, (And a million songs ...

0
Daisy by Francis Thompson

Daisy by Francis Thompson

Where the thistle lifts a purple crown Six foot out of the turf, And the harebell shakes on the windy hill-- O breath of the distant surf!-- The hills look over on the South, And ...

0
What Shall I Your True Love Tell? by Francis Thompson

What Shall I Your True Love Tell? by Francis Thompson

* What shall I your true love tell, Earth forsaking maid? What shall I your true love tell When life's spectre's laid? "Tell him that, our side the grave, Maid may not believe ...

0
An Arab Love-Song by Francis Thompson

An Arab Love-Song by Francis Thompson

The hunchèd camels of the nightTrouble the bright And silver waters of the moon. The Maiden of the Morn will soon Through Heaven stray and sing, Star gathering. Now while the dark ...

0
An Anthem Of Earth by Francis Thompson

An Anthem Of Earth by Francis Thompson

Proemion.Immeasurable Earth!Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmoniesPassage ...

0
To A Poet Breaking Silence by Francis Thompson

To A Poet Breaking Silence by Francis Thompson

Too wearily had we and songBeen left to look and left to long,Yea, song and we to long and look,Since thine acquainted feet forsookThe mountain where the Muses hymnFor Sinai and ...

0
Gilded Gold by Francis Thompson

Gilded Gold by Francis Thompson

Thou dost to rich attire a grace,To let it deck itself with thee,And teachest pomp strange cunning waysTo be thought simplicity.But lilies, stolen from grassy mold,No more curled ...

0
Go, Songs, For Ended Is Our Brief, Sweet Play by Francis Thompson

Go, Songs, For Ended Is Our Brief, Sweet Play by Francis Thompson

Go, songs, for ended is our brief, sweet play; Go, children of swift joy and tardy sorrow: And some are sung, and that was yesterday, And some are unsung, and that may be ...

0
A Holocaust by Francis Thompson

A Holocaust by Francis Thompson

'No man ever attained supreme knowledge, unless his heart had beentorn up by the roots.'When I presage the time shall come--yea, nowPerchance is come, when you shall fail from ...

0
A Girl’s Sin – In His Eyes by Francis Thompson

A Girl’s Sin – In His Eyes by Francis Thompson

Can I forget her crueltyWho, brown miracle, gave you me?Or with unmoisted eyes think onThe proud surrender overgone,(Lowlihead in haughty dress),Of the tender tyranness?And ere ...

0
Ode To The Setting Sun by Francis Thompson

Ode To The Setting Sun by Francis Thompson

Alpha and Omega, sadness and mirth,The springing music, and its wasting breath--The fairest things in life are Death and Birth,And of these two the fairer thing is Death.Mystical ...

0
A Fallen Yew by Francis Thompson

A Fallen Yew by Francis Thompson

It seemed corrival of the world's great prime,Made to un-edge the scythe of Time,And last with stateliest rhyme.No tender Dryad ever did indueThat rigid chiton of rough yew,To ...

0
Assumpta Maria by Francis Thompson

Assumpta Maria by Francis Thompson

Mortals, that behold a Woman,Rising 'twixt the Moon and Sun;Who am I the heavens assume? anAll am I, and I am one.Multitudinous ascend I,Dreadful as a battle arrayed,For I bear ...

0
To My Godchild-Francis M. W. M. by Francis Thompson

To My Godchild-Francis M. W. M. by Francis Thompson

This labouring, vast, Tellurian galleon,Riding at anchor off the orient sun,Had broken its cable, and stood out to spaceDown some frore Arctic of the aerial ways:And now, back ...

0
Any Saint by Francis Thompson

Any Saint by Francis Thompson

His shoulder did I holdToo high that I, o'erboldWeak one,Should lean thereon.But He a little hathDeclined His stately pathAnd myFeet set more high;That the slack arm may reachHis ...

0
A May Burden by Francis Thompson

A May Burden by Francis Thompson

Though meadow-ways as I did tread,The corn grew in great lustihead,And hey! the beeches burgeoned.By Goddes fay, by Goddes fay!It is the month, the jolly month,It is the jolly ...

0
Beneath A Photoraph by Francis Thompson

Beneath A Photoraph by Francis Thompson

Phoebus, who taught me art divine,Here tried his hand where I did mine;And his white fingers in this faceSet my Fair's sigh-suggesting grace.O sweetness past profaning ...

0
A Girls’s Sin – In Her Eyes by Francis Thompson

A Girls’s Sin – In Her Eyes by Francis Thompson

Cross child! red, and frowning so?'I, the day just over,Gave a lock of hair to--no!How DARE you say, my lover?'He asked you?--Let me understand;Come, child, let me sound it!'Of ...

0
A Captain Of Song by Francis Thompson

A Captain Of Song by Francis Thompson

(On a portrait of Coventry Patmore by J. S. Sargent, R.A.)Look on him. This is he whose works ye know;Ye have adored, thanked, loved him,--no, not him!But that of him which proud ...

0
A Dead Astronomer by Francis Thompson

A Dead Astronomer by Francis Thompson

(Father Perry, S.J.)Starry amorist, starward gone,Thou art--what thou didst gaze upon!Passed through thy golden garden's bars,Thou seest the Gardener of the Stars.She, about whose ...

0
Hermes by Francis Thompson

Hermes by Francis Thompson

Soothsay. Behold, with rod twy-serpented,Hermes the prophet, twining in one powerThe woman with the man. Upon his headThe cloudy cap, wherewith he hath in dowerThe cloud's own ...

0
A Question by Francis Thompson

A Question by Francis Thompson

O bird with heart of wassail,That toss the Bacchic branch,And slip your shaken music,An elfin avalanche;Come tell me, O tell me,My poet of the blue!What's YOUR thought of me, ...

0
To The Sinking Sun by Francis Thompson

To The Sinking Sun by Francis Thompson

How graciously thou wear'st the yokeOf use that does not fail!The grasses, like an anchored smoke,Ride in the bending gale;This knoll is snowed with blosmy manna,And fire-dropt as ...

0
Beginning Of End by Francis Thompson

Beginning Of End by Francis Thompson

She was aweary of the hoveringOf Love's incessant tumultuous wing;Her lover's tokens she would answer not--'Twere well she should be strange with him somewhat:A pretty babe, this ...

0
The Mistress Of Vision by Francis Thompson

The Mistress Of Vision by Francis Thompson

ISecret was the garden;Set i' the pathless aweWhere no star its breath can draw.Life, that is its warden,Sits behind the fosse of death. Mine eyes saw not,and I saw.IIIt was a ...

0
Against Urania by Francis Thompson

Against Urania by Francis Thompson

Lo I, Song's most true lover, plain me soreThat worse than other women she can deceive,For she being goddess, I have given her moreThan mortal ladies from their loves receive;And ...

0
To Monica Thought Dying by Francis Thompson

To Monica Thought Dying by Francis Thompson

You, O the piteous you!Who all the long night throughAnticipatedlyDisclose yourself to meAlready in the waysBeyond our human comfortable days;How can you deem what DeathImpitiably ...

0
After Her Going by Francis Thompson

After Her Going by Francis Thompson

The after-even! Ah, did I walk,Indeed, in her or even?For nothing of me or aroundBut absent She did leaven,Felt in my body as its soul,And in my soul its heaven.'Ah me! my very ...

0
The Poppy by Francis Thompson

The Poppy by Francis Thompson

To MonicaSummer set lip to earth's bosom bare,And left the flushed print in a poppy there:Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came,And the fanning wind puffed it to flapping ...

0
After-Strain by Francis Thompson

After-Strain by Francis Thompson

Now with wan ray that other sun of SongSets in the bleakening waters of my soul:One step, and lo! the Cross stands gaunt and long'Twixt me and yet bright skies, a presaged ...

0
Her Portrait by Francis Thompson

Her Portrait by Francis Thompson

Oh, but the heavenly grammar did I holdOf that high speech which angels' tongues turn gold!So should her deathless beauty take no wrong,Praised in her own great kindred's fit and ...

0
By Reason Of Thy Law by Francis Thompson

By Reason Of Thy Law by Francis Thompson

Here I make oath--Although the heart that knows its bitternessHear loath,And credit less--That he who kens to meet Pain's kisses fierceWhich hiss against his tears,Dread, loss, ...

0
Ultimum by Francis Thompson

Ultimum by Francis Thompson

Now in these last spent drops, slow, slower shed,Love dies, Love dies, Love dies--ah, Love is dead!Sad Love in life, sore Love in agony,Pale Love in death; while all his offspring ...

0
A Carrier Song by Francis Thompson

A Carrier Song by Francis Thompson

I.Since you have waned from us,Fairest of women!I am a darkened cageSong cannot hymn in.My songs have followed you,Like birds the summer;Ah! bring them back to me,Swiftly, dear ...

0
Best Selling BooksGrab Now!
+ +