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The world is charged with the grandeur of God.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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All things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God and if we knew how to touch them give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.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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What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet; Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Let Him easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us, be a crimson-cresseted east.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed.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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Where lies your landmark, seamark, or soul's star?Gerard Manley Hopkins
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What are works of art for? to educate, to be standards. To produce is of little use unless what we produce is known, is widely known, the wider known the better, for it is by being known that it works, it influences, it does its duty, it does good. We must try, then, to be known, aim at it, take means to it. And this without puffing in the process or pride in the success.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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The effect of studying masterpieces is to make me admire and do otherwise. So it must be on every original artist to some degree, on me to a marked degree.(from notes on 'Heraclitean Fire')Gerard Manley Hopkins
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No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear, Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermilion.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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...Where we, even where we mean To mend her we end her, When we hew or delve: After-comers cannot guess the beauty been. Ten or twelve, only ten or twelve Strokes of havoc únselve The sweet especial scene, Rural scene, a rural scene, Sweet especial rural scene.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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...O if we but knew what to do When we delve or hew– Hack and rack the growing green! Since country is so tender To touch, her being só slender,Gerard Manley Hopkins
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No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief, More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring. Comforter, where, where is your comforting? Mary, mother of us, where is your relief? My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief-woe, world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing –Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked 'No ling-ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief'. 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. Here! creep, Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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It is the blight man was born for. It is Margaret you mourn for.Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.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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Religion, you know, enters very deep; in reality it is the deepest impression I have in speaking to people, that they are or that they are not of my religion.Gerard Manley Hopkins