ELECTED Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear. Gerard Manley Hopkins More Quotes by Gerard Manley Hopkins More Quotes From Gerard Manley Hopkins Your personal boundaries protect the inner core of your identity and your right to choices. Gerard Manley Hopkins choicesidentityboundaries Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush. Gerard Manley Hopkins weedspringbeautiful The world is charged with the grandeur of God. Gerard Manley Hopkins grandeurworld All the world is full of inscape and chance left free to act falls into an order as well as purpose. Gerard Manley Hopkins purposeorderfall Glory be to God for dappled things- Gerard Manley Hopkins couplesweetlife To lift up the hands in prayer gives God glory, but a man with a dungfork in his hand, a woman with a slop pail, give Him glory, too. God is so great that all things give Him glory if you mean that they should. Gerard Manley Hopkins prayermenmean NOT, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist—slack they may be—these last strands of man In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. Gerard Manley Hopkins despairwishmen For Christ plays in ten thousand places,/ Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his/ To the Father through the features of men’s faces. Gerard Manley Hopkins eyemenfather When a man is in God's grace and free from mortal sin, then everything that he does, so long as there is no sin in it, gives God glory and what does not give him glory has some, however little, sin in it. It is not only prayer that gives God glory but work. Smiting on an anvil, sawing a beam, whitewashing a wall, driving horses, sweeping, scouring, everything gives God some glory if being in his grace you do it as your duty. Gerard Manley Hopkins horsewallprayer Let Him easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us, be a crimson-cresseted east. Gerard Manley Hopkins crimsoneasteaster What I do is me, for that I came. Gerard Manley Hopkins Give beauty back, beauty, beauty, beauty, back to God, beauty's self and beauty's giver. Gerard Manley Hopkins giverselfgiving The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out like shining from shook foil? Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil; And wearsman'ssmudgeand sharesman'ssmell: thesoil Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. Gerard Manley Hopkins flamesshiningfeet That piecemeal peace is poor peace. What pure peace allows Gerard Manley Hopkins alarmswarpeace O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep. Gerard Manley Hopkins menlongfall I have desired to go Gerard Manley Hopkins liliesblowspring Look at the stars! Look, look up at the skies! Oh look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there! Gerard Manley Hopkins starsnaturefire I say that we are wound With mercy round and round As if with air. Gerard Manley Hopkins roundsmercyair Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing; The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling. What is all this juice and all this joy? A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning In Eden garden.-Have, get, before it cloy. Gerard Manley Hopkins weedbeautifulsweet Glory be to God for dappled things. Gerard Manley Hopkins molestroutglory
