Poems List

Of now done darkness I wretch lay wrestling with (my God!) my God.

Poems. No. 64, Carrion Comfort, l. 13

Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks arise Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behavior Of silk-sack clouds! Has wilder, willful-wavier Meal-drift molded ever and melted across skies?

Poems. No. 38, Hurrahing in Harvest, st. 1

The achieve of, the mastery of the thing!

Poems. No. 36, The Windhover, l. 8

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.

Poems. No. 31, God’s Grandeur, l. 1

Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend

With thee; but, sir, so what I plead is just.

Thou mastering me God! giver of breath and bread; World’s strand, sway of the sea; Lord of living and dead; Thou hast bound bones and veins in me, fastened me flesh, And after it almost unmade, what with dread, Thy doing: and dost thou touch me afresh? Over again I feel thy finger and find thee.

Poems. No. 28, The Wreck of the Deutschland, st. 1

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. He is so great that all things give him glory if you mean they should.

‘The Principle or Foundation’ (1882)

Towery city and branchy between towers;

Cuckoo-echoing, bell-swarmèd, larkcharmèd, rook-racked, river-rounded. ‘Duns Scotus’s Oxford’ (written 1879)

What would the world be, once bereft

Of wet and wildness? Let them be left,

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

Poems. No. 56, Inversnaid, l. 13

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