| Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89). Poems. 1918. |
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| 22. Peace |
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| WHEN will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut, | |
| Your round me roaming end, and under be my boughs? | |
| When, when, Peace, will you, Peace? I’ll not play hypocrite | |
| To own my heart: I yield you do come sometimes; but | |
| That piecemeal peace is poor peace. What pure peace allows | 5 |
| Alarms of wars, the daunting wars, the death of it? | |
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| O surely, reaving Peace, my Lord should leave in lieu | |
| Some good! And so he does leave Patience exquisite, | |
| That plumes to Peace thereafter. And when Peace here does house | |
| He comes with work to do, he does not come to coo, | 10 |
| He comes to brood and sit. | |
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