Friday, January 3, 2003

At The Wedding-March Comments

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God with honour hang your head,
Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed
With lissome scions, sweet scions,
Out of hallowed bodies bred.
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Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Mahtab Bangalee 28 October 2020

Then let the March tread our ears: I to him turn with tears Who to wedlock, his wonder wedlock, Déals tríumph and immortal years. /// the death is not death; it's a wedding night of the holy souls// march to the eternal bridal chamber///

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Kumarmani Mahakul 28 October 2020

" God with honour hang your head, Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed." ....Marriage march is beautifully expressed in this excellent poem. Both groom and bride will get grace of God. A perfect poem of the day is chosen.

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Ramesh T A 28 October 2020

What an emphatic Poetry by G M Hopkins! Poetry its marches! Wonderful!

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Each be other’s comfort kind: Déep, déeper than divined, Divine charity, dear charity, Fast you ever, fast bind.

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anna arndt 21 May 2019

fix the stupid dumb repetition

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Gerard Manley Hopkins

Gerard Manley Hopkins

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