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My own heart let me have more have pity on

Gerard Manley Hopkins

 

MY own heart let me have more have pity on; let   

Me live to my sad self hereafter kind,   

Charitable; not live this tormented mind   

With this tormented mind tormenting yet.   

    I cast for comfort I can no more get

By groping round my comfortless, than blind   

Eyes in their dark can day or thirst can find   

Thirst ’s all-in-all in all a world of wet.   

   

Soul, self; come, poor Jackself, I do advise   

You, jaded, let be; call off thoughts awhile

Elsewhere; leave comfort root-room; let joy size   

At God knows when to God knows what; whose smile   

’s not wrung, see you; unforeseen times rather—as skies   

Betweenpie mountains—lights a lovely mile.