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Francis Thompson. The Hound of Heaven
The Hound of Heaven
Table of Contents
INTRODUCTION
Titanic glooms of chasmèd fears Page 45
Across the margent of the world I fled Page 47
I said to dawn: Be sudden Page 47
I knew how the clouds arise, Spumèd of the wild sea-snortings Page 51]
Naked I wait Thy love's uplifted stroke! . … . smitten me to my knee; I am defenceless utterly Page 55]
Yea, faileth now even dream. The dreamer Page 55]
The hid battlements of Eternity: Those shaken mists a space unsettle, then. Round the half-glimpsed turrets slowly wash again Page 56]
Whether man's heart or life it be which yields. Thee harvest, must Thy harvest fields. Be dunged with rotten death? Page 57]
OF "THE HOUND OF HEAVEN"
ILLUSTRATIONS
When she lit her glimmering tapers … … … Frontispiece. Titanic glooms of chasmed fears. Across the margent of the world I fled. I said to dawn: Be sudden. I knew how the clouds arise. Naked I wait Thy love's uplifted stroke! Yea, faileth now even dream. The hid battlements of Eternity. Whether man's heart or life it be which yields. I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways. Lest, having Him, I must have naught beside (missing from book) Thunder-driven, They clanged His chariot. In her wind-walled palace. I shook the pillaring hours. And now my heart is as a broken fount. That Voice is round me like a bursting sea
I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways. Of my own mind
THE HOUND OF HEAVEN
Thunder-driven, They clanged His chariot 'thwart a heaven. Plashy with flying lightnings round the spurn o' their feet
In her wind-walled palace
I shook the pillaring hours. And pulled my life upon me
And now my heart is as a broken fount, Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever. From the dank thoughts that shiver
That Voice is round me like a bursting sea
