Gerard Manley Hopkins (Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс)

Easter Communion

Pure fasted faces draw unto this feast:
God comes all sweetness to your Lenten lips.
You striped in secret with breath-taking whips,
Those crooked rough-scored chequers may be pieced
To crosses meant for Jesu's; you whom the East
With draught of thin and pursuant cold so nips
Breathe Easter now; you serged fellowships,
You vigil-keepers with low flames decreased,

God shall o'er-brim the measures you have spent
With oil of gladness, for sackcloth and frieze
And the ever-fretting shirt of punishment
Give myrrhy-threaded golden folds of ease.
Your scarce-sheathed bones are weary of being bent:
Lo, God shall strengthen all the feeble knees. 

1. For a Picture of St. Dorothea
2. The Bugler's First Communion
3. The Silver Jubilee
4. The Blessed Virgin Compared to the Air We Breathe
5. Morning Midday and Evening Sacrifice

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