Francis Thompson quotes

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She went her unremembering way,
She went and left in me
The pang of all the partings gone,
And partings yet to be.
For we are born in other's pain,
And perish in our own.
The fairest things have fleetest end,
Their scent survives their close:
Nothing begins, and nothing ends,
That is not paid with moan,
Little Jesus, wast Thou shy
Once, and just so small as I?
All's vast that vastness means. Nay, I affirm
Nature is whole in her least things exprest,
"Ah, fondest, blindest, weakest,
I am He Whom thou seekest!
Thou dravest love from thee, who dravest Me."
I stand amid the dust o' the mounded years--
My mangled youth lies dead beneath the heap,
Still with unhurrying chase,
And unperturbed pace,
All which I took from thee I did but take,
Not for thy harms,
But just that thou might'st seek it in My arms.
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