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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MESSAGES, by FRANCIS THOMPSON Poet's Biography
First Line: What shall I your true-love tell
Last Line: Love with all my death.'
First Line: What shall I your true-love tell
Last Line: Love with all my death.'
WHAT shall I your true-love tell,
Earth-forsaking maid?
What shall I your true-love tell,
When life's spectre's laid?
'Tell him that, our side the grave,
Maid may not conceive
Life should be so sad to have,
That's so sad to leave!'
What shall I your true-love tell,
When I come to him?
What shall I your true-love tell --
Eyes growing dim!
'Tell him this, when you shall part
From a maiden pined;
That I see him with my heart,
Now my eyes are blind.'
What shall I your true-love tell?
Speaking-while is scant.
What shall I your true-love tell,
Death's white postulant?
'Tell him -- love, with speech at strife,
For last utterance saith:
I, who loved with all my life,
Love with all my death.'
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