Gerard Manley Hopkins (Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс)

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Moonless darkness stands between.
Past, the Past, no more be seen!
But the Bethlehem-star may lead me
To the sight of Him Who freed me
From the self that I have been.
Make me pure, Lord: Thou art holy;
Make me meek, Lord: Thou wert lowly;
Now beginning, and alway:
Now begin, on Christmas day. 

1. Strike, Churl
2. Barnfloor and Winepress
3. Ribblesdale
4. Harry Ploughman
5. What Shall I Do For The Land That Bred Me

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