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I awoke in the Midsummer not-to-call night, in the white and the walk of the morning

Gerard Manley Hopkins

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Gerard Manley Hopkins
Age: 45 †
Born: 1844
Born: June 28
Died: 1889
Died: July 8
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London
England
Hopkins
Call
White
Night
Awoke
Midsummer
Walk
Walks
Morning

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