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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHOSE VUE; A METRICAL CAPRICE, by FRANCIS THOMPSON Poet's Biography
First Line: Up she rose, fair daughter - well she was graced
Last Line: Slid to her waist.
First Line: Up she rose, fair daughter - well she was graced
Last Line: Slid to her waist.
UP she rose, fair daughter -- well she was graced,
As a cloud her going, stept from her chair,
As a summer-soft cloud in her going paced,
Down dropped her riband-band, and all her waving hair
Shook like loosened music cadent to her waist; --
Lapsing like music, wavery as water,
Slid to her waist.
Other Poems of Interest...
AT LORD'S [CRICKET GROUND] by FRANCIS THOMPSON
LITTLE JESUS by FRANCIS THOMPSON
POPPY: FANTASTIC EXTRAVAGANCE by FRANCIS THOMPSON
THE AFTER WOMAN by FRANCIS THOMPSON
THE END OF IT by FRANCIS THOMPSON
THE HOUND OF HEAVEN by FRANCIS THOMPSON
THE KINGDOM OF GOD by FRANCIS THOMPSON
TO A SNOWFLAKE by FRANCIS THOMPSON
A CAPTAIN OF SONG (ON A PORTRAIT OF COVENTRY PATMORE BY J.S. SARGENT) by FRANCIS THOMPSON