 I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist— slack they may be — these last strands of man In me or, most weary, cry I can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible,...  Secreted Desires: The Major Uranians - Hopkins, Pater and Wilde - Page 124by Michael Matthew Kaylor - 2006 - 457 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Joan Bennett - 168 pages
...the lines suddenly, indicating a pause or intake of breath by means of an exclamatory monosyllable: But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...turns of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid theeand flee?1 1 Gerard Manley Hopkins, Carrion Comfort. 46 Compare Donne's use of the monosyllable... | |
 | Literature, Modern - 1923 - 470 pages
...or, most weary, cry f can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst -thou rude...me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear. Nay in all that toil, that coil, since... | |
 | Benedetto Croce - Literary Criticism - 1990 - 260 pages
...or, most weary, cry I CAN NO MORE. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear. Nay in all that toil, that coil, since... | |
 | Peter L. Rudnytsky - Literary Criticism - 1993 - 360 pages
...or, most weary, cry / can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear. Nay in all that toil, that coil, since... | |
 | Peter L. Rudnytsky - Literary Criticism - 1993 - 360 pages
...ór, most weary, cry / can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on me Thy wring- world right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan With darksome devouring eyes my bruised... | |
 | Gerard Manley Hopkins - Poetry - 1995 - 68 pages
...6r, most weary, cry / can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear. Nay in all that toil, that coil, since... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...or, most weary, cry 1 can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...darksome devouring eyes my bruised bones? and fan, O in tums of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly;... | |
 | Jeff Lodge - Fiction - 1997 - 196 pages
...me or, most weary, cry, I can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan With darkness devouring eyes my bruised bones? and fan, O in turns of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic... | |
 | Andrew Linzey, Dorothy Yamamoto - Nature - 1998 - 322 pages
...lamb. Indeed, there is a predator-like aspect in God's nature which is reflected in his creatures: But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...wring-world right foot rock, lay a lion-limb against me . . ,22 We may - at least in the present aeon - be wanting both God and the natural world to be less... | |
 | Philip A. Ballinger - Poetry - 2000 - 276 pages
...or, most weary, cry / can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude...me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly; my grain lie, sheer and clear. Nay in all that toil, that coil, since... | |
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