 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
 | Daniel Berrigan - Religion - 2000 - 368 pages
.... Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain. And again, wild, untamed as Job, this questioner; But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on me They wring-world right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan With darksome devouring eyes my bruised... | |
 | Frederick Buechner - Religion - 2009 - 176 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 dear. Nay in all that toil, that coil, since... | |
 | Susan Stewart - Literary Criticism - 2002 - 447 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-earth right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan With darksome devouring eyes my bruised... | |
 | Linda Jones, Sophie Stanes - Religion - 2003 - 218 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... | |
 | Robert Blaisdell - Poetry - 2003 - 100 pages
...dr. 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...darksome devouring eyes my bruised bones? and fan, O in tums of tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thec and flee? Why? That my chaff might fly;... | |
 | Kenneth Haynes - Literary Criticism - 2003 - 224 pages
...of 'Carrion Comfort' runs: But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst them rude on me Thy wring-earth right foot rock? lay a lionlimb against me? scan With...me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and flee? Hopkins is represented as a wrestler; as a lion's quarry; carrion; and as a heap of grain. The inconstant,... | |
 | John C. Hampsey, Professor John C Hampsey - Philosophy - 2004 - 216 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...tempest, me heaped there; me frantic to avoid thee and Nay in all that toil, that coil, since (seems) I kissed the rod, Hand rather, my heart lo! lapped strength,... | |
 | William Roetzheim - Poetry - 2006 - 748 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 on me thy wring-world right foot rock? lay a lion limb against me? scan with darksome devouring eyes my bruised bones? and fan, O in turns of tempest,... | |
 | Robert Peter Kennedy, Kim Paffenroth, John Doody - Biography & Autobiography - 2006 - 414 pages
...("Thee, God, I come from"). He symbolizes affliction as the "foot" of God's angel bearing down on him, "But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on me / thy wring-earth right foot rock?" ("Carrion Comfort"), and he urges a reciprocal metrical act on the part... | |
 | Robin Malan - English poetry - 2007 - 290 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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