Lionel Pigot Johnson
Lionel Pigot Johnson Poems
- The Dark Angel DARK Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the...
- The Destroyer Of A Soul I HATE you with a necessary ...
- In Memory Ah! fair face gone from sight, With all its light...
- To Morfydd A VOICE on the winds, A voice by the waters, ...
- Ways Of War A TERRIBLE and splendid trust, Heartens the ...
- Doctor Major Why, no Sir! If a barren rascal cries, That he ...
- Mystic And Cavalier GO from me: I am one of those who fall. ...
Lionel Pigot Johnson (15 March 1867 - 4 October 1902) was an English poet, essayist and critic. He was born at Broadstairs, and educated at Winchester College and New College, Oxford, graduating in 1890. He became a Catholic convert in 1891. He lived a rather solitary life in London, struggling with alcoholism and his repressed homosexuality.He died of a stroke after a fall in the street, though ... more »
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The Dark Angel
DARK Angel, with thine aching lust
To rid the world of penitence:
Malicious Angel, who still dost
My soul such subtile violence!
Because of thee, no thought, no thing,
Abides for me undesecrate:
Dark Angel, ever on the wing,
Who never reachest me too late!
When music sounds, then changest thou
Its silvery to a sultry fire:
Nor will thine envious heart allow
Delight untortured by desire.
Through thee, the gracious Muses turn,
To Furies, O mine Enemy!
And all the things of beauty burn
With flames of evil ecstasy.
Because of thee, ...