Poems by Francis Thompson
An Arab Love-Song
... Star gathering. Now while the dark about our loves is strewn, ...
At Lord's
... For the field is full of shades as I near the shadowy coast, ...
Before Her Portrait In Youth
... A trothed hand to the dead the last trump shall not raise ...
Daisy
... Was the Daisy-flower that day! Her beauty smoothed earth's furrowed face ...
Dream tryst
... Her eyes were clear, her eyes were Hope's, ...
Gilded Gold
... In vests of its self-substance wroughtTo measure of the sculptor's thought - ...
Go, songs, for ended is our brief, sweet play
... Tell them ye grieve, for your hearts know Today, ...
In No Strange Land
... Inapprehensible, we clutch thee! Does the fish soar to find the ocean, ...
New Year's Chimes
... From stellate peak to peak is tossed a voice of wonder, ...
The Hound of Heaven
... From the dank thoughts that shiver upon the sighful branches of my ...
The Poppy
... And snatched and snapped it in swift child's whim, ...
To A Poet Breaking Silence
... In white Cecilia's lap of snows!Thy childhood must have felt the stings ...
To A Snowflake
... Thou could'st not have thought me! ...
To Olivia
... White flake of childhood, clinging so ...
What shall I your true love tell?
... "Tell him love, with speech at strife, ...
