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A Dead Astronomer A Dead Astronomer

A Dead Astronomer
(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 moon-ed brows Seven stars make seven glows, Seven lights for seven woes; She, like thine own Galaxy, All lustres in one purity:- What said'st thou, Astronomer, When thou... Poems - Post by : syber - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 881

A May Burden A May Burden

A May Burden
Through meadow-ways as I did tread, The corn grew in great lustihead, And hey! the beeches burgeon-ed. By Godd-es fay, by Godd-es fay! It is the month, the jolly month, It is the jolly month of May. God ripe the wines and corn, I say And wenches for the marriage-day, And boys to teach love's comely play. By Godd-es... Poems - Post by : tress - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2943

Nocturn Nocturn

Nocturn
I walk, I only, Not I only wake; Nothing is, this sweet night, But doth couch and wake For its love's sake; Everything, this sweet night, Couches with its mate. For whom but for the stealthy-visitant sun Is the naked moon Tremulous and elate? The heaven hath the earth Its own and all apart;... Poems - Post by : CharlieBrown89 - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2111

To A Snow-flake To A Snow-flake

To A Snow-flake
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 hammered you, wrought you, From argentine vapour?-- 'God was my shaper. Passing surmisal, He hammered, He wrought me, From curled silver vapour,... Poems - Post by : neomax - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 3476

July Fugitive July Fugitive

July Fugitive
Can you tell me where has hid her Pretty Maid July? I would swear one day ago She passed by, I would swear that I do know The blue bliss of her eye: 'Tarry, maid, maid,' I bid her; But she hastened by. Do you know where she has hid her,... Poems - Post by : paorabear - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2779

Memorat Memoria Memorat Memoria

Memorat Memoria
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 the passes of Sleep, The terrible mask, and the face it masked--the face you did not keep? You are neither two nor one--I would you were one or two, For your awful self is embalmed in the fragrant self I knew:... Poems - Post by : azaus - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 1303

Grief's Harmonics Grief's Harmonics

Grief's Harmonics
At evening, when the lank and rigid trees, To the mere forms of their sweet day-selves drying, On heaven's blank leaf seem pressed and flatten-ed; Or rather, to my sombre thoughts replying, Of plumes funereal the thin effigies; That hour when all old dead things seem most dead, And their death instant most and most undying, That the flesh aches at them; there stirred in me The babe of... Poems - Post by : waazgmans - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 1356

To The Sinking Sun To The Sinking Sun

To The Sinking Sun
How graciously thou wear'st the yoke Of 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 a seraph's mail. Here every eve thou stretchest out Untarnishable wing, And marvellously bring'st about Newly an olden thing;... Poems - Post by : Bry3Bob - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2541

The Cloud's Swan-song The Cloud's Swan-song

The Cloud's Swan-song
There is a parable in the pathless cloud, There's prophecy in heaven,--they did not lie, The Chaldee shepherds; seal-ed from the proud, To cheer the weighted heart that mates the seeing eye. A lonely man, oppressed with lonely ills, And all the glory fallen from my song, Here do I walk among the windy hills, The wind and I keep both one monotoning tongue. Like grey clouds one by... Poems - Post by : telecaster - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2359

Field-flower Field-flower

Field-flower
A Phantasy. God took a fit of Paradise-wind, A slip of coerule weather, A thought as simple as Himself, And ravelled them together. Unto His eyes He held it there, To teach it gazing debonair With memory of what, perdie, A God's young innocences were. His fingers pushed it through the sod-- It came up... Poems - Post by : Gandegili - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 1730

A Question A Question

A Question
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, Sweet?-- Here's MY thought of you. A small thing, a wee thing, A brown fleck of nought;... Poems - Post by : metamorphosis - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2381

'ex Ore Infantium' 'ex Ore Infantium'

'ex Ore Infantium'
Little Jesus, wast Thou shy Once, and just so small as I? And what did it feel like to be Out of Heaven, and just like me? Didst Thou sometimes think of THERE, And ask where all the angels were? I should think that I would cry For my house all made of sky; I would look about the air, And wonder where my angels... Poems - Post by : proserve - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 1407

An Anthem Of Earth An Anthem Of Earth

An Anthem Of Earth
Proemion. Immeasurable Earth! Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven, Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs, That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmonies Passage perpetual, and behind thee draw'st A furrow sweet, a cometary wake Of trailing music! What large effluence, Not sole the cloudy sighing of thy seas, Nor thy blue-coifing air, encases thee From prying of the stars,... Poems - Post by : kashman7 - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 3565

Against Urania Against Urania

Against Urania
Lo I, Song's most true lover, plain me sore That worse than other women she can deceive, For she being goddess, I have given her more Than mortal ladies from their loves receive; And first of her embrace She was not coy, and gracious were her ways, That I forgot all virgins to adore; Nor did I greatly grieve To bear through arid days The... Poems - Post by : Apache - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2793

A Captain Of Song A Captain Of Song

A Captain Of Song
(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 portentous woe To its own grim Presentment was not potent to subdue, Nor all the reek of Erebus to dim. This, and not him, ye knew. Look on him now. Love, worship... Poems - Post by : ebzabc - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2235

Ode To The Setting Sun Ode To The Setting Sun

Ode To The Setting Sun
PRELUDE. The wailful sweetness of the violin Floats down the hush-ed waters of the wind, The heart-strings of the throbbing harp begin To long in aching music. Spirit-pined, In wafts that poignant sweetness drifts, until The wounded soul ooze sadness. The red sun, A bubble of fire, drops slowly toward the hill, While one bird prattles that the day... Poems - Post by : imported_n/a - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 3747

The Way Of A Maid The Way Of A Maid

The Way Of A Maid
The lover whose soul shaken is In some decuman billow of bliss, Who feels his gradual-wading feet Sink in some sudden hollow of sweet, And 'mid love's us-ed converse comes Sharp on a mood which all joy sums-- An instant's fine compendium of The liberal-leav-ed writ of love; His abashed pulses beating thick At the exigent joy and quick, Is dumbed,... Poems - Post by : search4p - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 1985

Love Declared Love Declared

Love Declared
I looked, she drooped, and neither spake, and cold, We stood, how unlike all forecasted thought Of that desir-ed minute! Then I leaned Doubting; whereat she lifted--oh, brave eyes Unfrighted:--forward like a wind-blown flame Came bosom and mouth to mine! That falling kiss Touching long-laid... Poems - Post by : joespcservices - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 2662

A Girl's Sin--in His Eyes A Girl's Sin--in His Eyes

A Girl's Sin--in His Eyes
Can I forget her cruelty Who, brown miracle, gave you me? Or with unmoisted eyes think on The proud surrender overgone, (Lowlihead in haughty dress), Of the tender tyranness? And ere thou for my joy was given, How rough the road to that blest heaven! With what pangs I fore-expiated Thy cold outlawry from her head; How was I trampled and... Poems - Post by : IdeaGuy - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 1370

A Girl's Sin--in Her Eyes A Girl's Sin--in Her Eyes

A Girl's Sin--in Her Eyes
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 course, he WOULD have asked it, and-- And so--somehow--he--found it. 'He told it out with great loud eyes-- Men have... Poems - Post by : fujiwara - Date : September 2011 - Author : Francis Thompson - Read : 1675