[ { "title": "The Loss of the Eurydice", "author": "Gerard Manley Hopkins", "lines": [ "Foundered March 24. 1878", "", "", " 1", "", "The Eurydice—it concerned thee, O Lord:", "Three hundred souls, O alas! on board,", " Some asleep unawakened, all un-", "warned, eleven fathoms fallen", "", " 2", "", "Where she foundered! One stroke", "Felled and furled them, the hearts of oak!", " And flockbells off the aerial", "Downs' forefalls beat to the burial.", "", " 3", "", "For did she pride her, freighted fully, on", "Bounden bales or a hoard of bullion?—", " Precious passing measure,", "Lads and men her lade and treasure.", "", " 4", "", "She had come from a cruise, training seamen—", "Men, boldboys soon to be men:", " Must it, worst weather,", "Blast bole and bloom together?", "", " 5", "", "No Atlantic squall overwrought her", "Or rearing billow of the Biscay water:", " Home was hard at hand", "And the blow bore from land.", "", " 6", "", "And you were a liar, O blue March day.", "Bright sun lanced fire in the heavenly bay;", " But what black Boreas wrecked her? he", "Came equipped, deadly-electric,", "", " 7", "", "A beetling baldbright cloud thorough England", "Riding: there did stores not mingle? and", " Hailropes hustle and grind their", "Heavengravel? wolfsnow, worlds of it, wind there?", "", " 8", "", "Now Carisbrook keep goes under in gloom;", "Now it overvaults Appledurcombe;", " Now near by Ventnor town", "It hurls, hurls off Boniface Down.", "", " 9", "", "Too proud, too proud, what a press she bore!", "Royal, and all her royals wore.", " Sharp with her, shorten sail!", "Too late; lost; gone with the gale.", "", " 10", "", "This was that fell capsize,", "As half she had righted and hoped to rise", " Death teeming in by her portholes", "Raced down decks, round messes of mortals.", "", " 11", "", "Then a lurch forward, frigate and men;", "'All hands for themselves' the cry ran then;", " But she who had housed them thither", "Was around them, bound them or wound them with her.", "", " 12", "", "Marcus Hare, high her captain,", "Kept to her—care-drowned and wrapped in", " Cheer's death, would follow", "His charge through the champ-white water-in-a-wallow,", "", " 13", "", "All under Channel to bury in a beach her", "Cheeks: Right, rude of feature,", " He thought he heard say", "'Her commander! and thou too, and thou this way.'", "", " 14", "", "It is even seen, time's something server,", "In mankind's medley a duty-swerver,", " At downright 'No or yes?'", "Doffs all, drives full for righteousness.", "", " 15", "", "Sydney Fletcher, Bristol-bred,", "(Low lie his mates now on watery bed)", " Takes to the seas and snows", "As sheer down the ship goes.", "", " 16", "", "Now her afterdraught gullies him too down;", "Now he wrings for breath with the deathgush brown;", " Till a lifebelt and God's will", "Lend him a lift from the sea-swill.", "", " 17", "", "Now he shoots short up to the round air;", "Now he gasps, now he gazes everywhere;", " But his eye no cliff, no coast or", "Mark makes in the rivelling snowstorm.", "", " 18", "", "Him, after an hour of wintry waves,", "A schooner sights, with another, and saves,", " And he boards her in Oh! such joy", "He has lost count what came next, poor boy.—", "", " 19", "", "They say who saw one sea-corpse cold", "He was all of lovely manly mould,", " Every inch a tar,", "Of the best we boast our sailors are.", "", " 20", "", "Look, foot to forelock, how all things suit! he", "Is strung by duty, is strained to beauty,", " And brown-as-dawning-skinned", "With brine and shine and whirling wind.", "", " 21", "", "O his nimble finger, his gnarled grip!", "Leagues, leagues of seamanship", " Slumber in these forsaken", "Bones, this sinew, and will not waken.", "", " 22", "", "He was but one like thousands more,", "Day and night I deplore", " My people and born own nation,", "Fast foundering own generation.", "", " 23", "", "I might let bygones be—our curse", "Of ruinous shrine no hand or, worse,", " Robbery's hand is busy to", "Dress, hoar-hallowèd shrines unvisited;", "", " 24", "", "Only the breathing temple and fleet", "Life, this wildworth blown so sweet,", " These daredeaths, ay this crew, in", "Unchrist, all rolled in ruin—", "", " 25", "", "Deeply surely I need to deplore it,", "Wondering why my master bore it,", " The riving off that race", "So at home, time was, to his truth and grace", "", " 26", "", "That a starlight-wender of ours would say", "The marvellous Milk was Walsingham Way", " And one—but let be, let be:", "More, more than was will yet be.—", "", " 27", "", "O well wept, mother have lost son;", "Wept, wife; wept, sweetheart would be one:", " Though grief yield them no good", "Yet shed what tears sad truelove should.", "", " 28", "", "But to Christ lord of thunder", "Crouch; lay knee by earth low under:", " 'Holiest, loveliest, bravest,", "Save my hero, O Hero savest.", "", " 29", "", "And the prayer thou hearst me making", "Have, at the awful overtaking,", " Heard; have heard and granted", "Grace that day grace was wanted.'", "", " 30", "", "Not that hell knows redeeming,", "But for souls sunk in seeming", " Fresh, till doomfire burn all,", "Prayer shall fetch pity eternal." ], "linecount": "151" } ]