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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,
From argentine vapor? — "God was my shaper.
Passing surmisal,
He hammered,
He wrought me,
From curled silver vapor,
To lust of His mind — Thou could'st not have thought me!
So purely, so palely,
Tinily, surely,
Mightily, frailly,
Insculped and embossed,
With His hammer of wind,
And His graver of frost."
Francis Thompson
Francis Thompson (16 December 1859 – 13 November 1907) was an English poet and Catholic mystic. At the behest of his father, a doctor, he entere
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