...hear defiance definitely hurled at the powers of evil : — Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, feast on thee, Not untwist — slack they may be —...man In me or, most weary, cry / can no more. I can. In a more peaceful moment he writes the beautiful sonnet on patience — "patience, hard thing!" which...

...and hope are confronted in the opening lines of Gerard Manley Hopkin's great poem, "Carrion Comfort": Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast...these last strands of man In me or, most weary, cry 1 can no mere. I can ; Can something; hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. So even in the ultimate...

...The allusion is to Hopkins's "Carrion Comfort": Not, I'll not. carrion comfort, Despair, not least on thee; Not untwist — slack they may be — these last strands of man In me or, most weary, cry I can no inure. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. Here, in the final...

...strong mind that repulses the raging, menacing, seductive desperation: 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, why wouldst thou rude on me Thy wring-world right foot rock? lay a lionlimb...

...in the poem recalls this patient's struggle — in her life and within the analysis: Carrion Comfort Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast...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...

...in the poem recalls this patient's struggle — in her life and within the analysis: Carrion Comfort Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast...slack they may be — these last strands of man In me ór, most weary, cry / can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be....

...like this, and their scourge to be As I am mine, their sweating selves; but worse. CARRION COMFORT Not, I'll not, carrion comfort. Despair, not feast...these last strands of man In me 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...

...Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist—slack they may be —these last strands of man In me 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 on me Thy wring-world right foot rock? lay a lionlimb...

...combes, vales, All the air things wear that build this world of Wales. "In the Valley of the Elwy," 1877 Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast...man In me or, most weary, cry / can no more. I can. "Carrion Comfort," 1885 Earnest, earthless, equal, attunable, vaulty, voluminous, . . . stupendous...

...unlike that terrible sonnet of Gerard Manley Hopkins: Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feed on thee, Not untwist - slack they may be - these last...something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.12 I return, then, in order to feel the shock of sincerity and directed force, to the dramatic opening...