Babies breathe a lot more rapidly than adults do, and what's more, they're also growing quickly and so they're absorbing lots more into the body and they're more fragile in terms of development and so on. — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
Baby smiled, mother wailed, Earthward while the sweetling sailed; Mother smiled, baby wailed, When to earth came Viola. — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
Babies breathe a lot more rapidly than adults do, and what's more, they're also growing quickly and so they're absorbing lots more into the… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
“The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close: But the rose's scent is bitterness To her who loved the rose.” — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
“Whom wilt thou find to love ignoble thee Save Me, save only Me? All which I took from thee I did but take, Not… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
“ A Corymbus for Autumn How are the veins of thee, Autumn, laden? Umbered juices, And pulpèd oozes Pappy out of the cherry-bruises, Froth… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
But lilies, stolen from grassy mold, No more curled state unfold, Translated to a vase of gold; In burning throne though they keep still… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
Happiness is the shadow of things past, Wich fools still take for that which is to be! — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
Oh invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, o world unknowable, we know thee. — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
“I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I fled Him down the… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
