English poem
Xvii
From the fall precipitant These dim snatches of her chant Only have remainèd mine;— That from spear and thorn alone May be grown For the front of saint or singer any divinizing twine.
Versos English Francis Thompson Xvii
Versos English Francis Thompson Xvii
English poem
From the fall precipitant These dim snatches of her chant Only have remainèd mine;— That from spear and thorn alone May be grown For the front of saint or singer any divinizing twine.