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I fled Him down the nights and down the days	A
I fled Him down the arches of the years	B
I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways	A
Of my own mind and in the midst of tears	C
I hid from him and under running laughter	D
Up vistaed hopes I sped and shot precipitated	E
Adown titanic glooms of chasme d hears	F
From those strong feet that followed followed after	D
But with unhurrying chase and unperturbe d pace	G
Deliberate speed majestic instancy	G
They beat and a Voice beat	H
More instant than the feet	H
All things betray thee who betrayest me	I
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I pleaded outlaw wise by many a hearted casement	H
curtained red trellised with inter twining charities	G
For though I knew His love who followe d	H
Yet was I sore adread lest having Him	J
I should have nought beside	H
But if one little casement parted wide	H
The gust of his approach would clash it to	H
Fear wist not to evade as Love wist to pursue	H
Across the margent of the world I fled	H
And troubled the gold gateways of the stars	G
Smiting for shelter on their clange d bars	G
Fretted to dulcet jars and silvern chatter	D
The pale ports of the moon	K
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I said to Dawn be sudden to Eve be soon	K
With thy young skiey blossoms heap me over	D
From this tremendous Lover	D
Float thy vague veil about me lest He see	H
I tempted all His servitors but to find	H
My own betrayal in their constancy	H
In faith to Him their fickleness to me	H
Their traitorous trueness and their loyal deceit	H
To all swift things for swiftness did I sue	H
Clung to the whistling mane of every wind	H
But whether they swept smoothly fleet	H
The long savannahs of the blue	H
Or whether thunder driven	L
They clanged His chariot thwart a heaven	L
Plashy with flying lightnings round the spurn of their feet	H
Fear wist not to evade as Love wist to pursue	H
Still with unhurrying chase and unperturbed pace	G
Deliberate speed majestic instancy	G
Came on the following feet and a Voice above their beat	H
Nought shelters thee who wilt not shelter Me	H
	-
I sought no more that after which I strayed	H
In face of Man or Maid	H
But still within the little childrens' eyes	G
Seems something something that replies	G
They at least are for me surely for me	H
But just as their young eyes grew sudden fair	M
With dawning answers there	M
Their angel plucked them from me by the hair	M
Come then ye other children Nature's	G
Share with me said I your delicate fellowship	N
Let me greet you lip to lip	N
Let me twine with you caresses	G
Wantoning with our Lady Mother's vagrant tresses	G
Banqueting with her in her wind walled palace	G
Underneath her azured dai s	G
Quaffing as your taintless way is	G
From a chalice lucent weeping out of the dayspring	O
	-
So it was done	L
I in their delicate fellowship was one	L
Drew the bolt of Nature's secrecies	G
I knew all the swift importings on the wilful face of skies	G
I knew how the clouds arise	G
Spume d of the wild sea snortings	G
All that's born or dies	G
Rose and drooped with	P
Made them shapers of mine own moods or wailful or Divine	Q
With them joyed and was bereaven	Q
I was heavy with the Even	Q
when she lit her glimmering tapers round the day's dead sanctities	G
I laughed in the morning's eyes	G
I triumphed and I saddened with all weather	D
Heaven and I wept together	D
and its sweet tears were salt with mortal mine	Q
Against the red throb of its sunset heart	H
I laid my own to beat	H
And share commingling heat	H
	-
But not by that by that was eased my human smart	H
In vain my tears were wet on Heaven's grey cheek	O
For ah we know what each other says	G
these things and I In sound I speak	O
Their sound is but their stir they speak by silences	G
Nature poor step dame cannot slake my drouth	P
Let her if she would owe me	H
Drop yon blue bosomed veil of sky	O
And show me the breasts o' her tenderness	G
Never did any milk of hers once bless my thirsting mouth	P
Nigh and nigh draws the chase with unperturbe d pace	G
Deliberate speed majestic instancy	G
And past those noise d feet a Voice comes yet more fleet	H
Lo nought contentst thee who content'st nought Me	H
	-
Naked I wait thy Love's uplifted stroke My harness piece by piece	G
thou'st hewn from me	H
And smitten me to my knee	H
I am defenceless utterly	H
I slept methinks and awoke	O
And slowly gazing find me stripped in sleep	R
In the rash lustihead of my young powers	G
I shook the pillaring hours	G
and pulled my life upon me	H
Grimed with smears	G
I stand amidst the dust o' the mounded years	G
My mangled youth lies dead beneath the heap	R
My days have crackled and gone up in smoke	O
Have puffed and burst like sunstarts on a stream	S
Yeah faileth now even dream the dreamer	D
and the lute the lutanist	H
Even the linked fantasies in whose blossomy twist	H
I swung the Earth a trinket at my wrist	H
Have yielded cords of all too weak account	H
For Earth with heavy grief so overplussed	H
Ah is thy Love indeed a weed	H
albeit an Amaranthine weed	H
Suffering no flowers except its own to mount	H
Ah must Designer Infinite	H
Ah must thou char the wood 'ere thou canst limn with it	H
My freshness spent its wavering shower i' the dust	H
And now my heart is as a broken fount	H
Wherein tear drippings stagnate spilt down ever	D
From the dank thoughts that shiver upon the sighful branches of my	O
mind	H
	-
Such is What is to be	H
The pulp so bitter how shall taste the rind	H
I dimly guess what Time in mists confounds	G
Yet ever and anon a trumpet sounds	G
From the hid battlements of Eternity	H
Those shaken mists a space unsettle	T
Then round the half glimpse d turrets slowly wash again	Q
But not 'ere Him who summoneth	P
I first have seen enwound	H
With glooming robes purpureal Cypress crowned	H
His name I know and what his trumpet saith	P
Whether Man's Heart or Life it be that yield thee harvest	H
Must thy harvest fields be dunged with rotten death	P
	-
Now of that long pursuit	H
Comes at hand the bruit	H
That Voice is round me like a bursting Sea	H
And is thy Earth so marred	H
Shattered in shard on shard	H
Lo all things fly thee for thou fliest me	H
Strange piteous futile thing	O
Wherefore should any set thee love apart	H
Seeing none but I makes much of Naught He said	H
And human love needs human meriting	O
How hast thou merited	H
Of all Man's clotted clay the dingiest clot	H
Alack Thou knowest not	H
How little worthy of any love thou art	H
Whom wilt thou find to love ignoble thee	H
Save me save only me	H
All which I took from thee I did'st but take	O
Not for thy harms	G
But just that thou might'st seek it in my arms	G
All which thy childs mistake fancies as lost	H
I have stored for thee at Home	U
Rise clasp my hand and come	V
Halts by me that Footfall	W
Is my gloom after all	W
Shade of His hand outstretched caressingly	W
Ah Fondest Blindest Weakest	H
I am He whom thou seekest	H
Thou dravest Love from thee who dravest Me	H

Francis Thompson

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