“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.” IfsLooksLittlesI CanCoursesAsksSidesKnownRegretSuperiorsFancyVersesVolumePublishLikelihood Author:Gerard Manley Hopkins
“For myself I make no secret, I look forward with eager desire to seeing the matchless beauty of Christ's body in the heavenly light.” LooksBodyLightDesireChristSecretSeeingHeavenly Book:Hopkins: The Mystic Poets Source: Hopkins: The Mystic Poets
“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.” LooksLittlesLongDoeBeautifulHeavenNatureSpringLowsEarsStrikesLovelyWheelsEggsWeedMarijuanaLightningSpringtimeHopkinsTimberSpring PoemsLushApril And SpringSpring SeasonThink SpringThrush Author: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 lightnings to hear him sing; The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling. 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 it cloy.” LooksLittlesLongDoeEarthBeautifulJoyHeavenSweetSpringLowsFairsGardenEarsBlueStrikesLovelyWheelsEggsWeedRacingLightningBrushesStrainJuiceJuneRichnessLambsEdenFlingDescendingTimberSpring PoemsLushThrush Author:Gerard Manley Hopkins
“What you look at hard seems to look at you.” LooksHardSeems Book:A Hopkins reader: selections Source: A Hopkins reader: selections
“Look at the stars! Look, look up at the skies! Oh look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!” LooksLightStarsNatureFireAirSkySittingFolksCirclesLook UpHopkinsCitadels Author:Gerard Manley Hopkins
