Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | June 7, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Spring and Fall


Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89). 


Spring and Fall

to a young child


MÁRGARÉT, áre you gríeving 

Over Goldengrove unleaving? 

Leáves, líke the things of man, you 

With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? 

Áh! ás the heart grows older                                        5

It will come to such sights colder 

By and by, nor spare a sigh 

Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; 

And yet you wíll weep and know why. 

Now no matter, child, the name:                              10

Sórrow’s spríngs áre the same. 

Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed 

What heart heard of, ghost guessed: 

It ís the blight man was born for, 

It is Margaret you mourn for.                                    15











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