God's Grandeur by Gerard Manley Hopkins

God's Grandeur by 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. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; 5
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil; And wears mans smudge and shares mans 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; 10
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 and with ah! bright wings.

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[Richierua]

wonderful recitation of a brilliant poem. Well done.

[hartistry]

@Richierua  Thanks for that Rich, I appreciate it. Dave

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