NOT, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast....

“ NOT, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;Not untwist—slack they may be—these last strands of manIn me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can;Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be. ”

Gerard Manley Hopkins

From : Poems by Gerard Manley Hopkins