Author Archive for Francis Thompson

Poem: "The Kingdom of God"
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Poem: “The Kingdom of God”

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The Kingdom of God O WORLD invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, O world unknowable, we know thee, Inapprehensible, we clutch thee! Does the fish soar to find the ocean, The eagle plunge to find the air— That we ask of the stars in motion If they have rumour of thee […]

Poem: "A Sunset"
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Poem: “A Sunset”

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A Sunset From Hugo’s ‘Feuilles d’Automne’ I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, In numerous leafage bosomed close; Whether the mist in reefs of fire extend its reaches sheer, Or a hundred sunbeams splinter in an azure atmosphere On cloudy archipelagos. Oh […]

Poem: "A Question"
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Poem: “A Question”

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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; With […]

Poem: "A Corymbus For Autumn"
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Poem: “A Corymbus For Autumn”

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A Corymbus For Autumn Hearken my chant, ’tis As a Bacchante’s, A grape-spurt, a vine-splash, a tossed tress, flown vaunt ’tis! Suffer my singing, Gipsy of Seasons, ere thou go winging; Ere Winter throws His slaking snows In thy feasting-flagon’s impurpurate glows! The sopped sun–toper as ever drank hard – Stares foolish, hazed, Rubicund, dazed, […]

Poem: "A Dead Astronomer"
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Poem: “A Dead Astronomer”

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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 […]

Poem: "The Hound of Heaven"
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Poem: “The Hound of Heaven”

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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 […]