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Cheery Beggar Post by :troydan Category :Poems Author :Gerard Manley Hopkins Date :August 2011 Read :1550

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Cheery Beggar

BEYOND Magdalen and by the Bridge, on a place called
there the Plain,
In Summer, in a burst of summertime
Following falls and falls of rain,
When the air was sweet-and-sour of the flown fineflower of
Those goldnails and their gaylinks that hang along a lime;
. . . . . . . .

The motion of that man's heart is fine
Whom want could not make pine, pine
That struggling should not sear him, a gift should cheer him
Like that poor pocket of pence, poor pence of mine.
. . . . . . . .





(The end)
Gerard Manley Hopkins's poem: Cheery Beggar

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