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Book: Poems of Gerard Manley Hopkins

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  • As king fishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
    As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
    16 lines, 3 comments
  • THE WORLD is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    15 lines, 1 comment
  • No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,
    More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring.
    14 lines
  • Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!
    O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
    16 lines
  • 'The child is father to the man.'
    How can he be? The words are wild.
    8 lines
  • As a dare-gale skylark scanted in a dull cage,
    Man's mounting spirit in his bone-house, mean house, dwells --
    14 lines
  • The fine delight that fathers thought; the strong
    Spur, live and lancing like the blowpipe flame,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Towery city |&| branchy between towers;
    Cuckoo-echoing, bell-swarm{`e}d, lark charm{`e}d, rook racked,
    15 lines
  • Laybrother of the Society of Jesus
    15 lines
  • Félix Rándal the fárrier, O is he déad then? my dúty all énded,
    Who have watched his mould of man, bigboned and hardy-handsome
    14 lines
  • Cloud-puffball, torn tufts, tossed pillows ' flaunt forth, then chevy on an air-
    built thoroughfare: heaven-roysterers, in gay-gangs ' they throng; they glitte
    24 lines
  • This darksome burn, horseback brown,
    His rollrock highroad roaring down,
    16 lines
  • May is Mary's month, and I
    Muse at that and wonder why:
    48 lines
  • Nothing is so beautiful as spring --
    When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
    14 lines
  • I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.
    What hours, O what black hours we have spent
    16 lines
  • (Felled 1879)
    My aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled,
    25 lines, 11 comments
  • May is Mary's month, and I
    Muse at that and wonder why:
    48 lines
  • Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks rise
    Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour
    14 lines
  • Patience, hard thing! the hard thing but to pray,
    But bid for, Patience is! Patience who asks
    14 lines
  • Yes. Why do we áll, seeing of a soldier, bless him? bless
    Our redcoats, our tars? Both these being, the greater part,
    14 lines
  • Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum:
    verumtamen justa loquar ad te:
    17 lines, 3 comments
  • God with honour hang your head,
    Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed
    12 lines
  • To seem the stranger lies my lot, my life
    Among strangers. Father and mother dear,
    14 lines
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