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Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Do you know, a horrible thing has happened to me. I have begun to doubt Tennyson.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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When a man is in God's grace and free from mortal sin, then everything that he does, so long as there is no sin in it, gives God glory and what does not give him glory has some, however little, sin in it. It is not only prayer that gives God glory but work. Smiting on an anvil, sawing a beam, whitewashing a wall, driving horses, sweeping, scouring, everything gives God some glory if being in his grace you do it as your duty.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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What I do is me, for that I came.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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I say that we are wound With mercy round and round As if with air.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Beauty is a relation, and the apprehension of it a comparison.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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What is all this juice and all this joy?
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Ask of Her, the mighty Mother. Her reply puts this other Question: What is Spring?- Growth in every thing - Flesh and fleece, fur and feather, Grass and green world all together, Star-eyed strawberry breasted Throstle above Her nested Cluster of bugle blue eggs thin Forms and warms the life within, And bird and blossom swell In sod or sheath or shell.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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I do not write for the public. You are my public and I hope to convert you.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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I can scarcely fancy myself to ask a superior to publish a volume of my verse and I own that humanly there is very little likelihood of that ever coming to pass. And to be sure if I chose to look at things on one side and not the other I could of course regret this bitterly. But there is more peace and it isthe holier lot to be unknown than to be known.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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NOT, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist—slack they may be—these last strands of man In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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To lift up the hands in prayer gives God glory, but a man with a dungfork in his hand, a woman with a slop pail, give Him glory, too. God is so great that all things give Him glory if you mean that they should.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Give beauty back, beauty, beauty, beauty, back to God, beauty's self and beauty's giver.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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You do not mean by mystery what a Catholic does. You mean an interesting uncertainty: the uncertainty ceasing interest ceases also.... But a Catholic by mystery means an incomprehensible certainty: without certainty, without formulation there is no interest;... the clearer the formulation the greater the interest.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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The poetical language of an age should be the current language heightened.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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I consider my selfbeing ... that taste of myself, of I and me above and in all things, which is more distinctive than the taste of ale or alum, more distinctive than the smell of walnutleaf or camphor, and is incommunicable by any means to another man.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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For Christ plays in ten thousand places, Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his To the Father through the features of men’s faces.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Our Lord Jesus Christ , my brethren, is our hero, a hero all the world wants.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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The Best ideal is the true and other truth is none. All glory be ascribed to the holy Three in One.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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When we hew or delve: After-comers cannot guess the beauty been.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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It is a happy thing that there is no royal road to poetry. The world should know by this time that one cannot reach Parnassus except by flying thither.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Life death all does end and each day dies with sleep.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
