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Birds buildbut not I build no, but strain, Time's eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes. Mine,O thou lord of life, send my roots rain.

Gerard Manley Hopkins

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Gerard Manley Hopkins
Age: 45 †
Born: 1844
Born: June 28
Died: 1889
Died: July 8
Poet
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London
England
Hopkins
Time
Roots
Eunuch
Life
Rain
Eunuchs
Mines
Wakes
Bird
Breed
Mine
Strain
Build
Birds
Lord
Send
Work
Thou

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