Francis Thompson (Фрэнсис Томпсон)

Heaven and Hell

'Tis said there were no thought of hell,
Save hell were taught; that there should be
A Heaven for all's self-credible.
Not so the thing appears to me.
'Tis Heaven that lies beyond our sights,
And hell too possible that proves;
For all can feel the God that smites,
But ah, how few the God that loves! 

1. Dream-Tryst
2. The Making of Viola
3. To My Godchild, Francis M.W.M.
4. Gilded Gold
5. To a Child Heard Repeating Her Mother's Verses

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