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Hopkins loved Our Lady. I therefore dedicate these pages to her namesake, my beloved daughter, Mary.

Hopkins aged 15 Hopkins as a Jesuit Priest


His Life through his Poetry

TRACK 1: His Early Poetry, Heaven Haven, The Habit of Pefection, The Valley of the Elwy

TRACK 2: The Wreck of The Deutschland

TRACK 3: His Joyous Poetry 1: Starlight Night, Hurrahing in Harvest

TRACK 4: His Joyous Poetry 2: Spring, The Windhover

TRACK 5: His Joyous Poetry 3: Pied Beauty, The May Magnificat

TRACK 6: A Lament: Binsey Poplars

TRACK 7: Oxford and Instress: Dun Scotus's Oxford

TRACK 8: Music 1: On a Piece of Music

TRACK 9: Playfulness: The Woodlark, Epigrams, The Cuckoo

TRACK 10: A Parish Priest 1: The Bugler's First Communion

TRACK 11: Music 2: Henry Purcell

TRACK 12: Danger: The Soldier, To What Serves Mortal Beauty?

TRACK 13: A Parish Priest 2: Felix Randall, Spring and Fall

TRACK 14: A Verse Drama: the Leaden Echo and the Golden Echo

TRACK 15: Our Lady: The Blessed Virgin Compared to the Air We Breathe

TRACK 16: Politics: Tom Garland

TRACK 17: The Dark Night of the Soul 1: To Seem the Stranger, I Wake and Feel the Fell of Day

TRACK 18: The Dark Night of the Soul 2: Thou Art Indeed Just Lord

TRACK 19: Experimentation: Harry Ploughman

TRACK 20: Philosophy: Nature is a Heraclitean Fire

TRACK 21: Triumph: God's Grandeur


Binsey Poplars
The Blessed Virgin Compared to the Air We Breathe
The Bugler's First Communion
Dun Scotus's Oxford
Felix Randall
The Habit of Perfection
Harry Ploughman
Heaven Haven, a nun takes the veil
Hurrahing in Harvest
The Leaden Echo and the Golden Echo, Maiden's Song from St. Winefred's Well
The May Magnificat
On a Piece of Music
Pied Beauty
The Soldier
Spring and Fall: to a young child
The Starlight Night
That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the Comfort of the Resurrection
Tom's Garland
The Windhover
The Woodlark
The Wreck of the Deutschland

First Lines

A bugler boy from barrack (it is over the hill there)
Elected Silence Sing to Me
Felix Randall the farrier, O is he dead then? My duty all ended
Glory be to God for dappled things
Hard as hurdle arms, with a broth of goldish flue
Have fair fallen, O fair, fair have fallen, so dear
How all's to one thing wrought!
How to keep - is there any, is there none such, nowhere
I caught this morning morning's minion, king- dom of daylight's dauphin
I have desired to go where springs not fail
I wake and feel the the fell of daark, not day
In the valley of the Elwy
Look! at the stars! look, look up at the skies!
Lovely the woods, waters, meadows, combes, vales
Margaret, are you greaving
May is Mary's month, and I
My aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled
Nothing is so beautiful as spring
Repeat that repeat, repeat
Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks rise
Cloud-puffball, torn tufts, tossed pillows, flaunt forth, then chevy on an air -
I wake and feel the the fell of dark, not day
Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend
Thou mastering me, God
To rise you bid me with the lark
To seem the stranger lies my lot, my life
To what serves mortal beauty dangerous; does set dancing
Tom - garlanded with squat and surly steel
Towery city and branchy between towers
Wild air, world-mothering air
The World is charged with the grandeur of God
Yes. Why do we all, seeing of a soldier, bless him? bless
You ask why can't Clarissa hold her tongue.

Gerard Manley Hopkins Workshop

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We recommend the Oxford Edition and in particular Sean Street's account of The Wreck of the Deutschland, which he was inspired to write from hearing my production of Paul Scofield's reading for BBC Radio 3.  We also highly recommend Gerard Manley Hopkins: A Study of Poetic Idiosyncrasy in Relation to Poetic Tradition by Professor Helen Gardner: