Francis Thompson

This morning saw I, fled the shower,
The earth reclining in a lull of power:
The heavens, pursuing not their path,
Lay stretched out naked after bath,

The breaths of kissing night and day Were mingled in the eastern Heaven,
Throbbing with unheard melody,
Shook Lyra all its star-cloud seven
When dusk shrank cold, and light trod shy,

As lovers, banished from their lady's
And hopeless of her grace,
Fashion a ghostly sweetness in its place,
Fondly

Here I make oath--Although the heart that knows its
Hear loath,
And credit less--That he who kens to meet Pain's kisses
Which hiss against his tears,

A Phantasy
God took a fit of Paradise-wind,  A slip of coerule weather,
A thought as simple as Himself,  And ravelled them together
Unto His eyes He held it there,

Mortals, that behold a Woman,  Rising 'twixt the Moon and Sun;
Who am I the heavens assume
an  All am I, and I am one
Multitudinous ascend I,  Dreadful as a battle arrayed,

Where the thistle lifts a purple crown Six foot out of the turf,
And the harebell shakes on the windy hill— O breath of the distant surf
— The hills look over on the South, And southward dreams the sea;
And with the sea-breeze hand ...

I do not need the skies' Pomp, when I would be wise; For pleasaunce nor to use Heaven's champaign when I muse
One grass-blade in its veins Wisdom's whole flood contains; Thereon my foundering mind Odyssean fate can find
O little blade, n...

She was aweary of the
Of Love's incessant tumultuous wing;
Her lover's tokens she would answer not--'Twere well she should be strange with him somewhat:
A pretty babe, this Love,--but fie on it,

The after-even
Ah, did I walk,  Indeed, in her or even
For nothing of me or around  But absent She did leaven,
Felt in my body as its soul,  And in my soul its heaven

The hunchèd camels of the
Trouble the bright And silver waters of the moon
The Maiden of the Morn will soon Through Heaven stray and sing,
Star gathering

Phoebus, who taught me art divine,
Here tried his hand where I did mine;
And his white fingers in this
Set my Fair's sigh-suggesting grace