Gerard Manley Hopkins

(28 July 1844 – 8 June 1889 / Stratford, Essex)

Gerard Manley Hopkins Poems

41. Ash-Boughs 1/3/2003
42. The Blessed Virgin Compared To The Air We Breathe 1/3/2003
43. In Honour Of St. Alphonsus Rodriguez 1/13/2003
44. For A Picture Of St. Dorothea 1/3/2003
45. At The Wedding-March 1/3/2003
46. The Leaden Echo And The Golden Echo 1/3/2003
47. May Magnificat 1/13/2003
48. Let Me Be To Thee As The Circling Bird 11/25/2003
49. Thee, God, I Come From 1/3/2003
50. Love Preparing To Fly 11/25/2003
51. Repeat That, Repeat 1/3/2003
52. The Caged Skylark 12/31/2002
53. The Wreck Of The Deutschland 12/31/2002
54. Andromeda 1/3/2003
55. To A Young Child 1/3/2003
56. Epithalamion 1/3/2003
57. Duns Scotus's Oxford 12/31/2002
58. Henry Purcell 1/3/2003
59. The Habit Of Perfection 1/3/2003
60. In The Valley Of The Elwy 1/3/2003
61. Thou Art Indeed Just, Lord, If I Contend 1/13/2003
62. Hope Holds To Christ 1/3/2003
63. No Worst, There Is None 12/31/2002
64. Peace 1/3/2003
65. I Wake And Feel The Fell Of Dark 12/31/2002
66. Binsey Poplars 1/3/2003
67. Brothers 1/3/2003
68. Spring 1/3/2003
69. Felix Randal 12/31/2002
70. Carrion Comfort 12/31/2002
71. As Kingfishers Catch Fire 12/31/2002
72. Inversnaid 1/3/2003
73. Moonless Darkness Stands Between 11/25/2003
74. The Windhover 12/31/2002
75. Pied Beauty 12/31/2002
76. Spring And Fall: To A Young Child 1/20/2003
77. Easter Communion 11/25/2003
78. The Alchemist In The City 11/25/2003
79. Heaven-Haven 1/3/2003
80. God's Grandeur 12/31/2002

Comments about Gerard Manley Hopkins

  • Frederick Kesner Frederick Kesner (3/7/2018 5:00:00 AM)

    Good to be reading and reacquainting with GM again!

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  • Rosella Decker (5/21/2013 7:05:00 AM)

    I just was watching an episode of The Waltons and John Boy read a poem to his mother, it was one of Gerard Manley Hopkin's poems.

  • Sarthak Das (4/1/2012 9:13:00 AM)

    hmmm...............nice 1 :)

Best Poem of Gerard Manley Hopkins

God's Grandeur

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. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man's smudge |&| shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
...

Read the full of God's Grandeur

The Handsome Heart

at a Gracious Answer


‘But tell me, child, your choice; what shall I buy
You?’—‘Father, what you buy me I like best.’
With the sweetest air that said, still plied and pressed,
He swung to his first poised purport of reply.

What the heart is! which, like carriers let fly—

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