The Furl of Fresh-Leaved Dogrose Down (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down His cheeks the forth-and-flaunting sun Had swarthed about with lion-brown Before the Spring was ...
The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down His cheeks the forth-and-flaunting sun Had swarthed about with lion-brown Before the Spring was ...
How plain and height With dewdrops are bright! How pearls have crown'd The plants all around! How sighs the breeze ...
In the preparation for battle going before the Lord asking for signs of the calling of God Discernment by dew ...
In the early morning dewlight the stealth of her design the intricate lattice revealed. Ribbons concentric ovals rays, lines radiating ...
It was cold this morning, cut into you cold my open suit coat, thin dress white shirt not quite up ...
Cold winds can never freeze, nor thunder sour The cup of cheer that Beauty draws for me Out of those ...
When once the sun sinks in the west, And dewdrops pearl the evening's breast; Almost as pale as moonbeams are, ...
I am too big. Too big by far. Pity me. My eyes bulge and hurt. They are my one great ...
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
I've got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the ...
See, he sitteth on his mat Sitteth there upright, With the grace with which he sat While he saw the ...
WHERE the Greyhound River windeth through a loneliness so deep, Scarce a wild fowl shakes the quiet that the purple ...
Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire! I do wander everywhere, ...
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor ...
Immortal Robert Burns of Ayr, There's but few poets can with you compare; Some of your poems and songs are ...
Beautiful Sun! with thy golden rays, To God, the wise Creator, be all praise; For thou nourisheth all the creation, ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
Now this is the story of Olaf Who ages and ages ago Lived right on the top of a mountain, ...
Some one came knocking At my wee, small door; Someone came knocking; I'm sure-sure-sure; I listened, I opened, I looked ...
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