St. Winefred’s Well (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poems)
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
IF Venus in the evening sky Is seen in radiant majesty, If rod-like comets, red as blood, Are 'mongst the ...
The gold-hoarder walked in his palace park and with him walked his troubles. And over his head hovered worries as ...
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last; I can't resist, whatever may have passed, But must relate, what ...
To Imagination Whilst yet mine Eyes do surfeit with delight, My woeful Heart, imprison'd in my breast, Wisheth to be ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The ladye she stood at her lattice high, Wi' her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
THIS day, Time winds th' exhausted chain; To run the twelvemonth's length again: I see, the old bald-pated fellow, With ...
Ah, but the City of Pain: how strange its streets are: the false silence of sound drowning sound, and there--proud, ...
That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels! That ...
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
When the loud day for men who sow and reap Grows still, and on the silence of the town The ...
O woe, woe, People are born and die, We also shall be dead pretty soon Therefore let us act as ...
It was the Bondi golfing man Drove off from the golf house tee, And he had taken his little daughter ...
Go hang yourself, you old M.D.! You shall not sneer at me. Pick up your hat and stethoscope, Go wash ...
What cometh here from west to east awending? And who are these, the marchers stern and slow? We bear the ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
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