Natural heart's ivy, Patience masks Our ruins of wrecked past purpose. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
Searching nature I taste self but at one tankard, that of my own being. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
Lovely the woods, waters, meadows, combes, vales, All the air things wear that build this world of Wales. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
Look at the stars! Look, look up at the skies! Oh look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! The bright… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
“What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
I thought how sadly beauty of inscape was unknown and buried away from simple people and yet how near at hand it… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
And for all this, nature is never spent; There lives the dearest freshness deep down things; And though the last lights off… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
Every true poet, I thought, must be original and originality a condition of poetic genius; so that each poet is like a… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the Stooks arise Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behavior Of silk-sack clouds! Has… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
What is all this juice and all this joy? A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning In Eden garden.-Have,… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
For human nature, being more highly pitched, selved, and distinctive than anything in the world, can have been developed, evolved,condensed, from the… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
And the headbonny ash that sits over the burn. What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and of wildness? Let… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
“No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief, More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring. Comforter, where, where is… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens,… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share
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… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
Do you know, a horrible thing has happened to me. I have begun to doubt Tennyson. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
Time has three dimensions and one positive pitch or direction. It is therefore not so much like any river or any sea as like… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
And though we do have him before our eyes, masked in the Sacred Host, at mass and Benediction and within our lips receive him… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
The effect of studying masterpieces is to make me admire and do otherwise. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
I always knew in my heart Walt Whitman's mind to be more like my own than any other man's living. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
What is all this juice and all this joy? A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning In Eden garden.-Have, get, before… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
It is not only prayer that gives God glory but work. Smitting on an anvil, sawing a beam, whitewashing a wall, driving horses, sweeping,… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
“I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning: The moon, dwindled and thinned to… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
When I compare myself, my being-myself, with anything else whatever, all things alike, all in the same degree, rebuff me with blank unlikeness. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
All the world is full of inscapeand chance left free to act falls into an order as well as purpose. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
“What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet;… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; It gathers to a greatness, like… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
I think that the trivialness of life is, and personally to each one, ought to be seen to be, done away with by the… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share
