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Submit Human Translation | Discuss Poem | Post Poetry | Listen McGill Live God's Grandeur by Gerard M. Hopkins The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod? Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil; And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. And for all this, nature is never spent; There lives the dearest freshness deep down things; And though the last lights off the black West went Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs- Because the Holy Ghost over the bent World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings. American Review | www.PaperLyon.com | McGill Live Radio | Publish

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G.K. Chesterton	Gabriela Mistral	Galway Kinnell
Gary Soto	Geoffrey Chaucer	Geoffrey Hill
Georg Trakl	George Herbert	George Sterling
Gerald Stern	Gerard M. Hopkins	Gertrude Stein
Grace Paley	Gregory Corso	Guillaume Apollinaire
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