 | Joseph Ronsley - Literary Collections - 1977 - 344 pages
...make-believe. And here is Hopkins, in a sonnet probably written the same year Miss Tynan's poem was published: I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours,...night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And you must, in yet longer light's delay. 42 Hopkins, Further Letters, p. 431; and Irish Monthly, 31,... | |
 | F. R. Leavis - Literary Criticism - 1986 - 380 pages
...to affirm. I think it was a kind of complexity that in his type is very common. I'll read this one: I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours have we spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must, in yet longer... | |
 | George T. Wright - Poetry - 1988 - 366 pages
...Hopkins will arrange the sentence and verse to throw especially strong emphasis on nouns or verbs: With witness I speak this. But where I say Hours I mean years, mean life. And my lament (69:5-6) Oh, the sots and thralls of lust Do in spare hours more thrive than I that spend, Sir, life... | |
 | Joseph Hillis Miller - Literary Criticism - 1991 - 350 pages
...succession of empty moments, each one of which, because of its emptiness, seems itself to be lifelong: What hours, O what black hours we have spent This...speak this. But where I say Hours I mean years, mean life.26 In this extremity, any possibility of help will be grasped. Perhaps that non-human world of... | |
 | Masson - Poetry - 1995 - 228 pages
...thoughts that please me less, and less betray me. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE I wake and feel the fell of dark I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours,...light's delay With witness I speak this. But where 1 say Hours I mean years, mean life. And my lament Is cries countless, cries like dead letters sent... | |
 | Gerard Manley Hopkins - Poetry - 1995 - 68 pages
...ban Bars or hell's spell thwarts. This to hoard unheard, Heard unheeded, leaves me a lonely began. 45 I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours,...in yet longer light's delay. With witness I speak mis. But where I say Hours I mean years, mean life. And my lament Is cries countless, cries like dead... | |
 | Helen Bevington - Biography & Autobiography - 1996 - 238 pages
...wrote the six terrible sonnets, poems of desolation, panic at God's wrath and the loss of the light: "I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day, / What...hours, O what black hours we have spent / This night!" A night that was eternity. "No worst," he said, "there is none." Wallace Stevens, too, saw the light... | |
 | Robert Andrews - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1997 - 666 pages
...Difference i' th' Dark," Hesperides (1 648). repr. in The Poems of Robert Herrick, ed. LC Martin (1956). 2 I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night! GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS, (1844-1889) British poet, Jesuit priest. "I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark,"... | |
 | Julia F. Saville - History - 2000 - 264 pages
...we been? What have we seen, my mind?" (1. 1) — and the sonnet "I wake and feel the fell of dark": "What hours, O what black hours we have spent / This...night! what sights you, heart, saw, ways you went!" (11. 2-3). Similarly, compare these lines from Caradoc's soliloquy — "What do? Not yield, / Not hope,... | |
 | Philip A. Ballinger - Poetry - 2000 - 276 pages
...strangers, "a lonely began," gall and heartburn. His sense of desolation found expression in a poem : I Wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, 0 what black hours we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must,... | |
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I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must, in yet longer light's delay. 
