Fr. Gerard Manley Hopkins Poster

Description: Fr. Gerard Manley Hopkins-- Sacerdos et PoetaStrafford, England Jun 8, 1889An English poet and Jesuit priest, whose posthumous fame placed him among leading Victorian poets. His manipulation of prosody – notably his concept of sprung rhythm – established him as an innovator, as did his praise of God through vivid use of imagery and nature. Only after his death did Robert Bridges publish a few of Hopkins's mature poems in anthologies, hoping to prepare for wider acceptance of his style. By 1930 Hopkins's work was seen as one of the most original literary accomplishments of his century.While studying in Oxford in July 1866, he decided to become a Roman Catholic and travelled to Birmingham in September to consult the leader of the Oxford converts, St. John Henry Newman who received him into the Church.The decision to convert estranged Hopkins from his family and from a number of acquaintances. After graduating in 1867, he was provided by Newman with a teaching post at the Oratory in Birmingham. He firmly resolved to be a Jesuit so he made a bonfire of his poetry and gave it up almost entirely for seven years.Hopkins chose the austere, short, and restrictive life of a Jesuit. He is thought to have suffered throughout his life from what today might be labelled bipolar disorder or chronic unipolar depression. In 1884 he became a professor of Greek and Latin at University College Dublin. His isolation in Ireland deepened a gloom that was reflected in his poems of the time, such as "I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark, not Day."He battled a deep sense of melancholic anguish. However, his last words on his death bed were, "I am so happy, I am so happy. I loved my life." He was 44 years of age.God's GrandeurThe world is charged with the grandeur of God.It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oilCrushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soilIs bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.And for all this, nature is never spent;There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;And though the last lights off the black West wentOh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —Because the Holy Ghost over the bentWorld broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings. Size 11x14in For other sizes, please contact me directly. These supreme quality print posters in various sizes serve as statement pieces, creating a personalized environment.175 gsm fine art paperMultiple sizesMatte finishFor indoor use

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