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It seems then that it is not the excellence of any two things (or more) in themselves, but those two things as viewed by the light of each other, that makes beauty.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist-slack they may be-these last strands of man In me or, most weary, cry I can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
My own heart let me have more have pity on; let Me live to my sad self hereafter kind, Charitable; not live this tormented mind With this tormented mind tormenting yet.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
I am surprised you should say fancy and aesthetic tastes have led me to my present state of mind: these would be better satisfied in the Church of England, for bad taste is always meeting one in the accessories of Catholicism.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
He is so great that all things give him glory if you mean they should. So then, my brethren, live.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Give beauty back, beauty, beauty, beauty, back to God, beauty's self and beauty's giver.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil Crushed.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
What I do is me: for that I came.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks arise Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour Of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies?
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Natural heart's ivy, Patience masks Our ruins of wrecked past purpose.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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
Abel is Cain's brother and breasts they have sucked the same.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
I say more, the just man justices; Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces; Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is - Christ - 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
I am gall, I am heartburn. God's most deep decree Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me; Bones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed the curse. Selfyeast of spirit a dull dough sours. I see The lost are like this, and their scourge to be As I am mine, their sweating selves; but worse.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
On this day by God's grace I resolved to give up all beauty until I had His leave for it.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Let Him easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us, be a crimson-cresseted east.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
The effect of studying masterpieces is to make me admire and do otherwise.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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
World-mothering air, air wild, Wound with thee, in thee isled, Fold home, fast fold thy child.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
No doubt my poetry errs on the side of oddness. I hope in time to have a more balanced and Miltonic style. But as air, melody, is what strikes me most of all in music, and design in painting, so design, pattern, or what I am in the habit of calling inscape is what I above all aim at in poetry. Now it is the virtue of design, pattern, or inscape to be distinctive, and it is the vice of distinctiveness to become queer. This vice I cannot have escaped.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
My aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled, Quelled or quenched in leaves the leaping sun, All felled, felled, are all felled; Of a fresh and following folded rank Not spared, not one That dandled a sandalled Shadow that swam or sank On meadow and river and wind-wandering weed-winding bank.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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