Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–1889). Wessex Poems and Other Verses. 1918.
Contents
Early Poems:
Poems 1876–1889:
- The Wreck of the Deutschland
- Penmaen Pool
- The Silver Jubilee
- God’s Grandeur
- The Starlight Night
- Spring
- The Lantern out of Doors
- The Sea and the Skylark
- The Windhover
- Pied Beauty
- Hurrahing in Harvest
- The Caged Skylark
- In the Valley of the Elwy
- The Loss of the Eurydice
- The May Magnificat
- Binsey Poplars
- Duns Scotus’s Oxford
- Henry Purcell
- Peace
- The Bugler’s First Communion
- Morning Midday and Evening Sacrifice
- Andromeda
- The Candle Indoors
- The Handsome Heart
- At the Wedding March
- Felix Randal
- Brothers
- Spring and Fall
- Spelt from Sibyl’s Leaves
- Inversnaid
- ‘As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme.’
- Ribblesdale
- The Leaden Echo and the Golden Echo
- The Blessed Virgin compared to the Air we Breathe
- To what serves Mortal Beauty?
- (The Soldier)
- (Carrion Comfort)
- ‘No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief.’
- Tom’s Garland
- Harry Ploughman
- ‘To seem the stranger lies my lot, my life.’
- ‘I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.’
- ‘Patience, hard thing! the hard thing but to pray.’
- ‘My own heart let me have more have pity on; let.’
- That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the comfort of the Resurrection
- St. Alphonsus Rodriguez
- ‘Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend.’
- To R. B.
Unfinished Poems & Fragments:
- Summa
- ‘What being in rank-old nature should earlier have that breath been’
- On the Portrait of Two Beautiful Young People
- ‘The sea took pity: it interposed with doom’
- (Ash-boughs)
- ‘Hope holds to Christ the mind’s own mirror out’
- St. Winefred’s Well
- ‘What shall I do for the land that bred me’
- ‘The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less’
- Cheery Beggar
- ‘Denis, whose motionable, alert, most vaulting wit’
- ‘The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down’
- The Woodlark
- Moonrise
- ‘Repeat that, repeat’
- On a piece of music
- ‘The child is father to the man’
- ‘The shepherd’s brow, fronting forked lightning, owns’
- To his Watch
- ‘Strike, churl; hurl, cheerless wind, then; heltering hail’
- Epithalamion
- ‘Thee, God, I come from, to thee go.’
- ‘To him who ever thought with love of me.’