20 Quotes by Gerard Hopkins

What would the world be, once bereft of wet and wildness? Let them be left. O let them be left, wildness and wet; Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.

Where no storms come, / Where the green swell is in the havens dumb, / And out of the swing of the sea.

I have desired to go / Where springs not fail, / To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail / And a few lilies blow,

Glory be to God for dappled things for skies of couple-color as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim

Just for lack / Of answer the eagerer a-wanting Jessy or Jack / There God to aggrandize, God to glorify.

Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!/ O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! / The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!

The achieve of, the mastery of the thing!

Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend / With thee; but, sir, so what I plead is just. / Why do sinners' ways prosper? and why must / Disappointment all I endeavour end?

Birds build - but not I build; no, but strain,/ Time's eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes. / Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain.