The Heart: Two Sonnets (Francis Thompson Poems)
IThe heart you hold too small and local thing,Such spacious terms of edifice to bear.And ...
IThe heart you hold too small and local thing,Such spacious terms of edifice to bear.And ...
The after-even! Ah, did I walk, Indeed, in her or even?For nothing of me or around But absent She did ...
The breaths of kissing night and day Were mingled in the eastern Heaven, Throbbing with unheard melody, Shook Lyra all ...
At evening, when the lank and rigid trees,To the mere forms of their sweet day-selves drying,On heaven's blank leaf seem ...
I walk, I only,Not I only wake;Nothing is, this sweet night,But doth couch and wakeFor its love's sake;Everything, this sweet ...
'Tis said there were no thought of hell, Save hell were taught; that there should beA Heaven for all's self-credible. ...
The breaths of kissing night and day Were mingled in the eastern Heaven, Throbbing with unheard melody, Shook Lyra all ...
I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I ...
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