Gerard Manley Hopkins - I Wake And Feel The Fell Of Dark, Not Day

Gerard Manley Hopkins - I Wake And Feel The Fell Of Dark, Not Day

I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. br What hours, O what black hours we have spent br This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! br And more must, in yet longer light's delay. br br With witness I speak this. But where I say br Hours I mean years, mean life. And my lament br Is cries countless, cries like dead letters sent br To dearest him that lives alas! away. br br I am gall, I am heartburn. God's most deep decrees br Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me; br Bones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed the curse. br br Selfyeast of spirit a dull dough sours. I see br The lost are like this, and their scourge to be br As I am mine, their sweating selves, but worse.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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