249. I Wake and Feel The Fell Of Dark Not Day by Gerard Manley Hopkins
GM Hopkins read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\n \n---------------------------------------------\n \nI Wake and Feel The Fell Of Dark, Not Day\nby Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844 \u2013 1889)\n\nI wake and feel the fell of dark, not day,\nWhat hour, O what black hours we have spent\nThis night! What sights you, heart, saw; ways you went!\nAnd more must, in yet longer light's delay,\n \u2013 With witness I speak this. But where I say\nHours I mean years, mean life. And my lament\nIs cries countless, cries like dead letters sent\nTo dearest him that lives alas! away.\n \u2013 I am gall, I am heartburn. God's most deep decree\nBitter would have me taste: my taste was me;\nBones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed the cures.\n \u2013 Selfyeast of spirit a dull dough sours. I see\nThe lost are like this, and their scourge to be\nAs I am mine, their sweating selves; but worse.\n\n\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\n \nTo learn a little more about the poems and poets on each poetry reading, join the mailing list.\n\nReading \xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008