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Patience Hard Thing! The Hard Thing But To Pray

 Patience, hard thing! the hard thing but to pray,
But bid for, Patience is! Patience who asks
Wants war, wants wounds; weary his times, his tasks;
To do without, take tosses, and obey.
Rare patience roots in these, and, these away, Nowhere.
Natural heart's ivy, Patience masks Our ruins of wrecked past purpose.
There she basks Purple eyes and seas of liquid leaves all day.
We hear our hearts grate on themselves: it kills To bruise them dearer.
Yet the rebellious wills Of us we do bid God bend to him even so.
And where is he who more and more distils Delicious kindness?—He is patient.
Patience fills His crisp combs, and that comes those ways we know.

by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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