Selected Poetry

Selected Poetry

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Overview

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-89) is now recognized as a major poet of striking originality and is widely admired for his particularly vivid expression of feeling. This selection, chosen from the award-winning Oxford Authors critical edition, includes most of the larger fragments and all of his major English poems, such as "The Blessed Virgin," "No Worst," "The Windhover," "Pied Beauty" and "The Wreck of the Deutschland." The poems are illuminated further by extensive Notes and a useful Introduction to Hopkins's life and poetry.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780199537297
Publisher: Oxford University Press, USA
Publication date: 10/15/2008
Series: Oxford World's Classics Series
Pages: 288
Sales rank: 682,423
Product dimensions: 5.00(w) x 7.60(h) x 0.70(d)

About the Author

Catherine Phillips is Fellow and Director of Studies in English at Downing College, Cambridge. Her publications include her Gerard Manley Hopkins edition for the Oxford Authors series (1986), and the Selected Letters of Gerard Manley Hopkins (OUP, 1990).

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Hopkins is one of the greatest of all English poets. He is difficult and I would recommend that the beginning reader concentrate on a few of his shorter poems. Hopkins is too a theorist of his own special brand of poetry called sprung verse, and his poetry has a feel in alliteration and assonance all its own. Hopkins himself was a tormented figure who transforms that suffering in his tragic poems to a remarkable beauty. The poems which begin with the lines 'Thou art indeed just, Lord' , 'Felix the Farrier,' contain the essence of his genius. 'Birds build but not I build, but break,Time's wounds, and never breed one work that wakes.Thou O my Lord of Life, send my roots rain'.