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Poor Felix Randal;
How far from then forethought of, all thy more boisterous years,
When thou at the random grim forge, powerful amidst peers,
Didst fettle for the great grey drayhorse his bright and battering sandal!

— Gerard Manley Hopkins Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918)

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I think that the trivialness of life is, and personally to each one, ought to be seen to be, done away with by the Incarnation.

It is a happy thing that there is no royal road to poetry. The world should know by this time that one cannot reach Parnassus except by flying thither.

All the world is full of inscape and chance left free to act falls into an order as well as purpose.

Over again I feel thy finger and find thee.

Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918)

Give beauty back, beauty, beauty, beauty, back to God, beauty's self and beauty's giver.

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