What are these leaves dark-spotted and acerb?
'A very holy herb.'
To what good use may I this herb convert?
'Press it on thy soul's hurt.'
When herb unto the hurt I thus apply?
'Herb-ert is sanctity.'

(C) James Thomson - (bysshe Vanolis)
06/28/2019


Best Poems of James Thomson - (Bysshe Vanolis)

• To A Pianiste
• In The Train
• Sunday Up The River:1
• The Three That Shall Be One
• To Our Ladies Of Death 1
• Virtue And Vice
• At Belvoir
• He Heard Her Sing
• Robert Burns
• Song
• Sunday At Hampstead
• A Recusant
• The City Of Dreadful Night
• E. B. B.
• In The Room
• Lancien Régime; Or The Good Old Rule
• Lifes Hebe
• The Lord Of The Castle Of Indolence
• The Naked Goddess
• Philosophy
• A Polish Insurgent