Gerard Manley Hopkins

Stratford, Essex
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Stratford, Essex
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God's Grandeur

Rating: 3.3
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
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs --
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast |&| with ah! bright wings.
Mary Thomas 15 August 2018
This poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins fill my senses with the grandeur of God. The rhythm of the words just pierces the mind and refreshes the soul.
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Susanne Donoghue 06 April 2018
A poem which after nearly 150 years of further degradation of the earth and spirit, still lifts my hopes and encourages me.
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shubham 22 January 2018
It is so ghatia
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Virginia Kotler 06 January 2018
The poem deserves a better reader! Is that a robot? so sad to miss such an opportunity!
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Seamus O Brian 03 December 2016
The world is charged with the grandeur of God, but man in all of his strivings has wrecked upon nature much destruction, and yet nature is never spent. A wondrous contemplation of God, man and nature.
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this is so great i love it :)
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Daniel Sebold 14 September 2015
Ooze of oil, smear, smudge, smell, seared, bleared, brown, brink and all the “freshness” to go with it. I really need freshness in a poem—a preachy Christian pantheist’s view of nature. No wonder why children have never learned to write well. Look at what their English teachers dump on them.
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Wonder Woman 21 April 2015
I love this poem dearly. It expresses an extraordinary vision that I do not think you have to be religious to feel. Where the poem turns at And for all this nature is never spent, there is such joy rising to the beautiful conclusion.
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Wonder Woman 21 April 2015
Breathtaking. Perfection.
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Cosheila Bihag 03 April 2015
Super like this poem
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