Selected Poems of Francis Thompson
Selected Poems of Francis Thompson
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Why have we longings of immortal pain, And all we long for mortal? Woe is me.
And all our chants but chaplet some decay, As mine this vanisliing — ^nay, vanished Day.
82 Ode to the Setting Sun The low sky-line dusks to a leaden hue, No rift disturbs the heavy shade and chill, Save one, where the charred firmament lets through The scorching dazzle of Heaven; 'gainst which the hill, Out-flattened sombrely, Stands black as life against eternity.
Against eternity?
A rifting light in me Bums through... the leaden broodings of the mind: O blessed Sun, thy state Uprisen or derogate Dafts me no more with doubt; I seek and find.
If with exultant tread Thou foot the Eastern sea.
Or like a golden bee Sting the West to angry red.
Thou dost image, thou dost follow That King-Maker of Creation, Who, ere Hellas hailed Apollo, Gave thee, angel-god, thy station; Thou art of Him a type memorial.
Like Him thou hang'st in-dreadful pomp of blood Upon thy Western rood; And His stained brow did veU like thine to-night, Yet lift once more Its light.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Why have we longings of immortal pain, And all we long for mortal? Woe is me.
And all our chants but chaplet some decay, As mine this vanisliing — ^nay, vanished Day.
82 Ode to the Setting Sun The low sky-line dusks to a leaden hue, No rift disturbs the heavy shade and chill, Save one, where the charred firmament lets through The scorching dazzle of Heaven; 'gainst which the hill, Out-flattened sombrely, Stands black as life against eternity.
Against eternity?
A rifting light in me Bums through... the leaden broodings of the mind: O blessed Sun, thy state Uprisen or derogate Dafts me no more with doubt; I seek and find.
If with exultant tread Thou foot the Eastern sea.
Or like a golden bee Sting the West to angry red.
Thou dost image, thou dost follow That King-Maker of Creation, Who, ere Hellas hailed Apollo, Gave thee, angel-god, thy station; Thou art of Him a type memorial.
Like Him thou hang'st in-dreadful pomp of blood Upon thy Western rood; And His stained brow did veU like thine to-night, Yet lift once more Its light.
What to read after Selected Poems of Francis Thompson?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Thompson Francis to read onlineMoreLess
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