My new setting of Hopkins’ “Heaven-Haven”

2. Heaven—Haven

A nun takes the veil


I HAVE desired to go
Where springs not fail,
To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail
And a few lilies blow.

And I have asked to be	5
Where no storms come,
Where the green swell is in the havens dumb,
And out of the swing of the sea.

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