Potential Titles: Francis Thompson

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Nor to use heaven's champaign - Francis Thompson "All Flesh"

One grass-blade in its veins - Francis Thompson "All Flesh"

Smoothed earth's furrowed face - Francis Thompson "Daisy"

Grapes of the heaven's star-loaden vine - Francis Thompson "The Dread of Height"

Ask where all the angels were - Francis Thompson "Ex Ore Infantium"

For my house all made of sky - Francis Thompson "Ex Ore Infantium"

Down the arches of the years - Francis Thompson "The Hound of Heaven"

The fish soar to find the ocean - Francis Thompson "The Kingdom of God"

The eagle plunge to find the air - Francis Thompson "The Kingdom of God"

Where the wheeling systems darken - Francis Thompson "The Kingdom of God"

The traffic of Jacob's ladder - Francis Thompson "The Kingdom of God"

Their kings a broken brood - Francis Thompson "Lilium Regis"

When night was on the waters - Francis Thompson "Lilium Regis"

Where no star its breath can draw - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

Thrice three times it was enwalled - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

A singing that has chords of weeping - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

Pierce thy heart to find the key - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

Only what none else would keep - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

Learn to water joy with tears - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

When earth and heaven lay down their veil - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

All things by immortal power - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

Not stir a flower without troubling of a star - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

Shield and mirror to the fair snake-curled Pain - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

With emerald from our mortal mornings grey - Francis Thompson "The Mistress of Vision"

An ambuscade of lights - Francis Thompson "New Year's Chimes"

In its own fourfold embrace - Francis Thompson "New Year's Chimes"

With His hammer of wind - Francis Thompson "To a Snowflake"

Swung into its azure roads again - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

Giver of golden days - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

Implores a poet's power - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

To blossom from my dust - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

Keep the vigils of the night - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

A golden crevice in the sky - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

Search with unaccustomed glance - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

Thickened with inundating dark - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

In phantom flame of flag and flower - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

As might suit a pageant of the dead - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

Binding up wounds, but pouring in no balm - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

A cup of milk and honey blent with fire - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

Where the sole-thoughted Dante waited him - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

Who led the iron-throated harmonies of war - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

Against the outgoing sea of ebbing mystery - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

When thy cities flake the night with flames - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

Thy proudest torches yet shall be their names - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

Fair right of jubilee is thine - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"

Whom these portents warn but not alarm - Francis Thompson "Victorian Ode for Jubilee Day, 1897"


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