Patience Hard Thing! The Hard Thing But To Pray

Read 'Patience Hard Thing! The Hard Thing But To Pray' by 'Gerard Manley Hopkins' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.

Patience Hard Thing! The Hard Thing But To Pray by Gerard Manley Hopkins

 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.

Form: Italian Sonnet

♡Like0

Share Comments