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Gerard Manley Hopkins - "No Worse, There is None"

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89). Poems. 1918.

41. ‘No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief’


NO worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,
More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring.
Comforter, where, where is your comforting?
Mary, mother of us, where is your relief?
My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief 5
Woe, world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing—
Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked ‘No ling-
ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief’.

O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall
Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap 10
May who ne’er hung there. Nor does long our small
Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep,
Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all
Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.

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The Story of Citizens United v. FEC (2011)

The man stopped Shakespeare. This time we can fight back!

(Okay, that's a bit of a stretch but whatever; this is important.)

McKellen - King Lear

The Crossroads
of Time

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