Treasure Island

Francis Thompson

(16 December 1859 – 13 November 1907 / Preston, England)

Quotations

  • ''I stand amid the dust o' the mounded years—
    My mangled youth lies dead beneath the heap,
    My days have crackled and gone up in smoke,
    Have puffed and burst as sun-starts on a stream.''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Hound of Heaven (l. 120-123). . . Oxford Book of Modern Verse, The, 1892-1935. William Butler Yeats, ed. (1936) Oxford University Press.
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  • ''Still with unhurrying chase,
    And unperturbed pace,
    Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
    Came on the following Feet,
    And a Voice above their beat—
    "Naught shelters thee, who wilt not shelter Me."''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Hound of Heaven (l. 46-51). . . Oxford Book of Modern Verse, The, 1892-1935. William Butler Yeats, ed. (1936) Oxford University Press.
  • ''All which I took from thee I did but take,
    Not for thy harms,
    But just that thou might'st seek it in My arms.''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Hound of Heaven (l. 171-173). . . Oxford Book of Modern Verse, The, 1892-1935. William Butler Yeats, ed. (1936) Oxford University Press.
  • ''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.''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Hound of Heaven (l. 1-5). . . Oxford Book of Modern Verse, The, 1892-1935. William Butler Yeats, ed. (1936) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Cry;—and upon thy so sore loss
    Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder
    Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross.''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Kingdom of God (l. 18-20). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Cry,—clinging Heaven by the hems;
    And lo, Christ walking on the water
    Not of Gennesareth, but Thames!''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Kingdom of God (l. 22-24). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
  • ''O world invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, O world unknowable, we know thee, Inapprehensible, we clutch thee!''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. Athenaeum (London, Aug. 8, 1909). "The Kingdom of God (In No Strange Land)," st. 1, Collected Works of Francis Thompson, vol. 2, ed. Wilfred Meynell (1913). Opening lines.
  • ''All things by immortal power,
    Near and Far
    Hiddenly
    To each other linked are,
    That thou canst not stir a flower
    Without troubling of a star.''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Mistress of Vision, Poems (1913).
  • ''Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare
    And left the flushed print in a poppy there.''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. The Poppy, Poems (1913).
  • ''From what Paradisal
    Imagineless metal,
    Too costly for cost?
    Who hammered you, wrought you,
    From argentine vapor?—''
    Francis Thompson (1859-1907), British poet. To a Snowflake (l. 6-10). . . Family Book of Verse, The. Lewis Gannett, ed. (1961) Harper & Row.

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The Poppy

To Monica

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And left the flushed print in a poppy there:
Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came,
And the fanning wind puffed it to flapping flame.

With burnt mouth, red like a lion's, it drank
The blood of the sun as he slaughtered sank,

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