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To Seem The Stranger Lies My Lot, My Life Post by :Japhrodisiac Category :Poems Author :Gerard Manley Hopkins Date :August 2011 Read :2459

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To Seem The Stranger Lies My Lot, My Life

To seem the stranger lies my lot, my life
Among strangers. Father and mother dear,
Brothers and sisters are in Christ not near
And he my peace my parting, sword and strife.
England, whose honour O all my heart woos, wife
To my creating thought, would neither hear
Me, were I pleading, plead nor do I: I wear-
y of idle a being but by where wars are rife.

I am in Ireland now; now I am at a third
Remove. Not but in all removes I can
Kind love both give and get. Only what word
Wisest my heart breeds dark heaven's baffling ban
Bars or hell's spell thwarts. This to hoard unheard,
Heard unheeded, leaves me a lonely began.

(The end)
Gerard Manley Hopkins's poem: To Seem The Stranger Lies My Lot, My Life

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