Francis Thompson
Francis Thompson Thou hadst no home, and thou couldst see In every street the windows’ light: Dragging thy limbs about all night, No window kept a […]
READ MOREHeigh Ho, The Rain
Heigh Ho, The Rain The Lark that in heaven dim Can match a rainy hour With his own music’s shower, Can make me sing like him– […]
READ MOREHidden Love
Hidden Love The bird of Fortune sings when free, But captured, soon grows dumb; and we, To hear his fast declining powers, Must soon forget that […]
READ MOREIn May
In May Yes, I will spend the livelong day With Nature in this month of May; And sit beneath the trees, and share My bread with […]
READ MOREIn the Country
In the Country This life is sweetest; in this wood I hear no children cry for food; I see no woman, white with care; No man, […]
READ MOREJoy and Pleasure
Joy and Pleasure Now, joy is born of parents poor, And pleasure of our richer kind; Though pleasure’s free, she cannot sing As sweet a song […]
READ MOREJoy Supreme
Joy Supreme The birds are pirates of her notes, The blossoms steal her face’s light; The stars in ambush lie all day, To take her glances […]
READ MORELaughing Rose
Laughing Rose If I were gusty April now, How I would blow at laughing Rose; I’d make her ribbons slip their knots, And all her hair […]
READ MORELeisure
Leisure What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare […]
READ MORELife Is Jolly
Life Is Jolly This life is jolly, O! I envy no man’s lot; My eyes can much admire, And still my heart crave not; There’s no […]
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