| Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89). Poems. 1918. |
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| 65. Moonrise |
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| I AWOKE in the Midsummer not to call night, ' in the white and the walk of the morning: | |
| The moon, dwindled and thinned to the fringe ' of a finger-nail held to the candle, | |
| Or paring of paradisaïcal fruit, ' lovely in waning but lustreless, | |
| Stepped from the stool, drew back from the barrow, ' of dark Maenefa the mountain; | |
| A cusp still clasped him, a fluke yet fanged him, ' entangled him, not quit utterly. | 5 |
| This was the prized, the desirable sight, ' unsought, presented so easily, | |
| Parted me leaf and leaf, divided me, ' eyelid and eyelid of slumber. | |
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