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 ...
Hark, hearer, hear what I do; lend a thought now, make believe We are leafwhelmed somewhere with the hood Of ...
I bear a basket lined with grass; I am so light, I am so fair, That men must wonder as ...
He play'd his wings as tho' for flight; They webb'd the sky with glassy light. His body sway'd upon tiptoes, ...
. . . . . . . . Hope holds to Christ the mind's own mirror out To take His ...
Sometimes a lantern moves along the night, That interests our eyes. And who goes there? I think; where from and ...
Earnest, earthless, equal, attuneable, ' vaulty, voluminous, ... stupendous Evening strains to be tíme's vást, ' womb-of-all, home-of-all, hearse-of-all night. ...
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music ...
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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