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Francis Thompson Short Poems

Famous Short Francis Thompson Poems. Short poetry by famous poet Francis Thompson. A collection of the all-time best Francis Thompson short poems


by Francis Thompson
 It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk,
Though my own red roses there may blow;
It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk,
Though the red roses crest the caps, I know.
For the field is full of shades as I near the shadowy coast,
And a ghostly batsman plays to the bowling of a ghost,
And I look through my tears on a soundless-clapping host
As the run-stealers flicker to and fro,
To and fro: -
O my Hornby and my Barlow long ago!



by Francis Thompson
 I fear to love thee, Sweet, because 
Love's the ambassador of loss; 
White flake of childhood, clinging so 
To my soiled raiment, thy shy snow 
At tenderest touch will shrink and go. 
Love me not, delightful child. 
My heart, by many snares beguiled, 
Has grown timorous and wild. 
It would fear thee not at all, 
Wert thou not so harmless-small. 
Because thy arrows, not yet dire, 
Are still unbarbed with destined fire, 
I fear thee more than hadst thou stood 
Full-panoplied in womanhood.


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