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Strike, Churl; Hurl, Cheerless Wind, Then; Heltering Hail Post by :Savannah_Alan Category :Poems Author :Gerard Manley Hopkins Date :August 2011 Read :2661

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Strike, Churl; Hurl, Cheerless Wind, Then; Heltering Hail

STRIKE, churl; hurl, cheerless wind, then; heltering hail
May's beauty massacre and wisped wild clouds grow
Out on the giant air; tell Summer No,
Bid joy back, have at the harvest, keep Hope pale.

(The end)
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