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Via the notes and glosses on this poem, Hopkins wrote to a friend. If he thought that this was his best poem, he was aware of the glory of the medieval: before the corruption of the church became full, and the reformation and revival happened.I shall shortly send you an amended copy of The Windhover: […]

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I observe one of our children, smart, articulate, a comic, reduced to silence by the contemplation of the woman he loves. He is distracted. He appears aloof. Conversations with other women in society are less important: he cares but for one. To be too charming with those one is not bound to is seen by […]

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I have seen my mother, sisters and beloved over years. They spend a lot of energy keeping friendships going that men generally do not. There appears to be a sense that you must be a good woman, a Lady, and your reputation matters. Because it does. The Samaratan was drawing water not at the times […]

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