Francis Thompson

Francis Thompson (16 December 1859 – 13 November 1907) was an English poet and ascetic. After attending college, he moved to London to become a writer, but in menial work, became addicted to opium, and was a street vagrant for years. A married couple read his poetry and rescued him, publishing his first book Poems in 1893. Thompson lived as an unbalanced invalid in Wales and at Storrington, but wrote three books of poetry, with other works and essays, before dying of tuberculosis in 1907.

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    All’s vast that vastness means. Nay, I affirm
    Nature is whole in her least things exprest,
    Nor know we with what scope God builds the worm.
    Our towns are copied fragments from our breast;
    And all man’s Babylons strive but to impart
    The grandeurs of his Babylonian heart.
    Francis Thompson (1859–1907)

    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)

    For we are born in other’s pain,
    And perish in our own.
    Francis Thompson (1859–1907)

    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)

    Summer set lip to earth’s bosom bare
    And left the flushed print in a poppy there.
    Francis Thompson (1859–1907)