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 ...
For the Visitors' Book at the Inn Who long for rest, who look for pleasure Away from counter, court, or ...
To what serves mortal beauty '-dangerous; does set danc- ing blood-the O-seal-that-so ' feature, flung prouder form Than Purcell tune ...
Foundered March 24. 1878 1 The Eurydice-it concerned thee, O Lord: Three hundred souls, O alas! on board, Some asleep ...
Some candle clear burns somewhere I come by. I muse at how its being puts blissful back With yellowy moisture ...
Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies! O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! ...
This darksome burn, horseback brown, His rollrock highroad roaring down, In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam ...
A buglar boy from barrack (it is over the hill There)-boy bugler, born, he tells me, of Irish Mother to ...
Wild air, world-mothering air, Nestling me everywhere, That each eyelash or hair Girdles; goes home betwixt The fleeciest, frailest-flixed Snowflake; ...
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