Poems by Francis Thompson
Dedication To Coventry Patmore.
... Lo, my book thinks to look Time's leaguer down, ...
A Girl's Sin - In Her Eyes
... Could you have played, Sweet, the sweet spy, ...
A Dead Astronomer
... Passed through thy golden garden's bars, ...
Ultimum
... Clasps her fans, while her sobs ooze through the webb-ed gold ...
'By Reason Of Thy Law'
... Yet sometimes comes a hand, sometimes a voice withal, ...
Ode To The Setting Sun - Prelude
... Sweet with wild wings that pass, that pass away! ...
Sister Songs-An Offering To Two Sisters - Part The First
... Then suffer, Spring, thy children, that lauds they should upraise ...
A Question
... -- Here's OUR thought of thee ...
Memorat Memoria
... And Above may ken, and Beneath may ken, what I mean by these words of whirl, ...
To The Sinking Sun
... The grass and flower of yester-eve! ...
A Carrier Song
... They have struck Heaven's tent, ...
Orient Ode
... When thy plumes shiver against the conscious gates of morn! ...
Field-Flower
... That he might see, feel, sing, perdie, ...
To A Child
... Your dear face through changed eyes, all grim change prove ...
A Holocaust
... 'No man ever attained supreme knowledge, unless his heart had been ...
