Francis Thompson

(16 December 1859 – 13 November 1907 / Preston, England)

Francis Thompson Poems

41. A Carrier Song 4/15/2010
42. Envoy 4/15/2010
43. Heaven And Hell 4/15/2010
44. After-Strain 4/15/2010
45. A Corymbus For Autumn 4/15/2010
46. Ultimum 4/15/2010
47. By Reason Of Thy Law 4/15/2010
48. After Her Going 4/15/2010
49. To Monica Thought Dying 4/15/2010
50. To The Sinking Sun 4/15/2010
51. Beginning Of End 4/15/2010
52. A Girls's Sin - In Her Eyes 4/15/2010
53. A Sunset 4/15/2010
54. All Flesh 4/15/2010
55. A May Burden 4/15/2010
56. Hermes 4/15/2010
57. Any Saint 4/15/2010
58. A Question 4/15/2010
59. Against Urania 4/15/2010
60. Assumpta Maria 4/15/2010
61. A Judgment In Heaven 4/15/2010
62. A Captain Of Song 4/15/2010
63. Beneath A Photoraph 4/15/2010
64. Ode To The Setting Sun 4/15/2010
65. Orient Ode 4/15/2010
66. An Anthem Of Earth 4/15/2010
67. A Fallen Yew 4/15/2010
68. To My Godchild-Francis M. W. M. 4/15/2010
69. A Dead Astronomer 4/15/2010
70. A Girl's Sin - In His Eyes 4/15/2010
71. A Holocaust 4/15/2010
72. Gilded Gold 1/1/2004
73. Go, Songs, For Ended Is Our Brief, Sweet Play 1/1/2004
74. Dream Tryst 1/1/2004
75. New Year's Chimes 1/3/2003
76. To A Poet Breaking Silence 1/1/2004
77. The Poppy 1/3/2003
78. Before Her Portrait In Youth 1/1/2004
79. An Arab Love-Song 1/3/2003
80. To Olivia 1/3/2003

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The Hound Of Heaven

I fled Him down the nights and down the days
I fled Him down the arches of the years
I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways
Of my own mind, and in the midst of tears
I hid from him, and under running laughter.
Up vistaed hopes I sped and shot precipitated
Adown titanic glooms of chasme d hears
From those strong feet that followed, followed after
But with unhurrying chase and unperturbe d pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
They beat, and a Voice beat,
More instant than the feet:
All things betray thee who betrayest me.

I pleaded, outlaw--wise by...

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To A Snowflake

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,

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