Carrion Comfort (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist-slack they may be-these last strands of man In ...
Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist-slack they may be-these last strands of man In ...
Terrifying are the attent sleek thrushes on the lawn, More coiled steel than living - a poised Dark deadly eye, ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
The nameless shadowy female rose from out the breast of Orc, Her snaky hair brandishing in the winds of Enitharmon; ...
1. Then the Inhabitants of those Cities: Felt their Nerves change into Marrow And hardening Bones began In swift diseases ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
I. Where freezing wastes of dazzl'ing Snow O'er LEMAN'S Lake rose, tow'ring; The BARON GOLFRE'S Castle strong Was seen, the ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne. So many words, so much paper, who can stand it. I told ...
I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men. If I saw a soul that was strong I wounded ...
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...
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