Soon he was reduced to selling pencils, delivering messages, and tending horses by day, and by night he slept in a large box near the hobo camps by the Thames. But a lack of practicality hampered his career, as did a growing addiction to laudanum. Rejected from the priesthood, Francis made a half-hearted attempt to become a physician like his father, but, after failing medical school, he left for London to seek his fortune, at the age of 25, as a writer. Perhaps it is fitting that, during the fin de siecle, when religious poetry was in fashion among the English aesthetes, that one of the greatest poems of Christian faith was composed by a derelict, an opiate addict who wandered the London streets with a small volume of Blake in one pocket and a volume of Aeschylus in the other.įrancis Thompson, born in Lancashire to a middle class Catholic family, was a dreamy, impractical young man.
Perhaps it is fitting that, during the fin de siecle, when religious poetry was in fashion among the English aesthetes, that one of the greatest poems of Christian faith was composed by a derelict, an opiate addict who wandered the London streets with a small volume of Blake in one pocketĭo you ever get the feeling that enlightenment is weary with waiting, that enlightenment itself-passionately, relentlessly-is looking for you? If so, you may be inspired and moved by this Francis Thompson ode. Do you ever get the feeling that enlightenment is weary with waiting, that enlightenment itself-passionately, relentlessly-is looking for you? If so, you may be inspired and moved by this Francis Thompson ode.
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