The habit of perfection. The Habit of Perfection by Gerard Manley Hopkins 2022-10-21
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I met my husband in a rather unconventional way. We were both studying abroad in Rome, Italy, and were paired up as roommates by our program coordinator. When we first met, we didn't really hit it off. I found him to be a bit arrogant and he thought I was too uptight.
However, as we spent more time together and explored the city, we began to appreciate each other's quirks and unique perspectives. We bonded over our love for Italian cuisine and discovered a shared interest in photography.
One of the highlights of our time in Rome was when we took a weekend trip to the Amalfi Coast. The breathtaking views and delicious seafood brought us even closer together, and by the end of the trip, we had developed strong feelings for each other.
After we returned to the States, we kept in touch and eventually decided to give a long-distance relationship a try. It wasn't easy, but we made it work and eventually got married.
Looking back, I'm grateful for the opportunity to study abroad and for the chance to live with my now-husband. It was a risk at the time, but it ended up bringing us together in a way that we never could have predicted. It just goes to show that sometimes the best things in life come when you least expect it.
Study Guide to The Habit of Perfection
Be shellèd, eyes, with double dark And find the uncreated light: This ruck and reel which you remark Coils, keeps, and teases simple sight. If yes, why is it so hard to obtain? Given the popularity of the harpsichord today, he has made a difference to the musical experience of thousands who do not know his name. The French School of Asian Studies was founded in 1900 in Saigon. Like an 18th Century man, he believed that it was possible completely to occupy a given world: he seemed to know everything, the name for every object and every process, the history of things and of ideas, to know flowers, turbines, French poetry, the manufacture of pins, theology, delicate points of English usage, the unionization of trades. Palate, the hutch of tasty lust, Desire not to be rinsed with wine: The can must be so sweet, the crust So fresh that come in fasts divine! He managed, though, to contrive his fall so that he landed under the beautiful and precious instrument. Palate, the hutch of tasty lust, Desire not to be rinsed with wine: The can must be so sweet, the crust So fresh that come in fasts divine! It cost him a broken collarbone.
Be shelled, eyes, with double dark And find the uncreated light; This ruck and reel which you remark Coils, keeps, and teases simple sight. He knew who he was and he was unrattled by fashion: his hair was as trim in 1969 as it had been in 1949, his spectacles were never wire-rimmed, and he remained faithful to his bow ties and tweedy jackets. And, Poverty, be thou the bride And now the marriage feast begun, And lily-coloured clothes provide Your spouse not laboured-at nor spun. The real revolution, the true resurrection began right there in the 1940, in the modest workshop of two Harvard graduate students in English, Frank Hubbard and William Dowd. Nostrils, your careless breath that spend Upon the stir and keep of pride, What relish shall the censers send Along the sanctuary side! In the context of holiness or perfection, what might the significance of seven stanzas be? Particularly consider the exhortations and commands in each of the stanzas. The Hubbard shop was a benevolent autocracy. How does the meter serve the argument of the poem, particularly the inculcation of a habit? According to the poem what work does each of the senses do in helping an individual towards holiness? Be shellèd, eyes, with double dark And find the uncreated light: This ruck and reel which you remark Coils, keeps, and teases simple sight.
O feel-of-primrose hands, O feet That want the yield of plushy sward, But you shall walk the golden street And you unhouse and house the Lord. When my mistakes were too blatant for even his ignoring, he would always point out that the piano part had "so many more notes. And, Poverty, be thou the bride And now the marriage feast begun , And lily-coloured clothes provide Your spouse not laboured-at nor spun. His command of techniques was virtuosic and comprehensive. Piano manufacturers undertook the first attempts at resuscitation.
We played sonatas occasionally, he on the violin, myself on the piano. O feel-of-primrose hands, O feet That want the yield of plushy sward, But you shall walk the golden street And you unhouse and house the Lord. The title may allude to St. Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb: It is the shut, the curfew sent From there where all surrenders come Which only makes you eloquent. He took pleasure, as well, in that peculiarly contemporary notion of the do-it-yourself kit and, largely in response to the growth of that part of his work, he eventually took a partner, Lawrence Erdmann, who did much to promote 20th Century efficiency in the barn at Waltham.
Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb: It is the shut, the curfew sent From there where all surrenders come Which only make you eloquent. Earlier, I said that Frank was a great teacher, and I mean that in a sense other than the obvious. . In what ways does the poem suggest that the religious orders train their senses towards holiness? Every action was informed by the sense of what is enough. One had only to listen to his courtly English - and he spoke it with the same poise and savor with which he wrote it - to sense how profoundly he was in tune with the past. Those early 20th Century Playels gave Wanda Landowska something to play on, and it was she who persuaded the world that the harpsichord was worth reviving; still, those instruments have little to do with real harpsichords in construction, sound and appearance.
Nostrils, your careless breath that spend Upon the stir and keep of pride, What relish shall the censers send Along the sanctuary side! In this poem, Hopkins appears to use the religious orders to explore his own experience of conversion, particularly the spiritual compensation accompanying the choice of renunciation. Yet he encouraged growth, and artistic and professional independence, and he was a born and great teacher with extraordinary empathy for the process of learning. O feel-of-primrose hands, O feet That want the yield of plushy sward, But you shall walk the golden street And you unhouse and house the Lord. In a way, house and shop were one another's extended families. Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb: It is the shut, the curfew sent From there where all surrenders come Which only makes you eloquent.
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to The Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb: It is the shut, the From Which only Be shellèd, eyes, with And find the This ruck and reel Coils, keeps, and Palate, the Desire not to be The can must be so sweet, the crust So Nostrils, your Upon the stir and keep of pride, What Along the O feel-of-primrose hands, O feet That want the But you And you And, Poverty, be thou the bride And now the And lily-coloured Your. Is Poverty an addition or, rather, a re-description of kind of negation or self-denial the poem demands in each stanza? A network of seventeen research centers in twelve Asian countries allows its 42 research scholars anthropologists, archaeologists, linguists, historians and others to carry out their fieldwork while maintaining a network of local specialists and Asianists from around the world. Looking back now over the years in which I watched Frank cultivate "the habit of perfection," I understand that I never knew another man whose life and work so clearly showed why it was worth working to have it right. He was warmly Anglophile and Francophile and always seemed to disapprove of most things German and Italian not inflexibly: once, hearing "Die schoene Muellerin," he expressed gratified surprise at how agreeable, "almost civilized," German verse could sound when set to music by Schubert. Palate, the hutch of tasty lust, Desire not to be rinsed with wine: The can must be so sweet, the crust So fresh that Nostrils, your careless breath that spend Upon the stir and keep of pride, What relish shall the censers send Along the sanctuary side? Frank Hubbard died on February the 25th 1976.
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear. Be shellèd, eyes, with double dark And find the uncreated light: This ruck and reel which you remark Coils, keeps, and teases simple sight. For most of its years, it was populated by one superb professional cabinet-maker and a succession of young men and women of varying degrees of competence. O feel-of-primrose hands, O feet That want the yield of plushy sward, But you shall walk the golden street And you unhouse and house the Lord. Portrait of Frank Hubbard, age 6 by Jon Corbino He cared that much about instruments, and the ones he built show it.
Elected And beat upon my whorlèd ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear. Nostrils, your careless breath that spend Upon the stir and keep of pride, What relish shall the censers send Along the sanctuary side! The most revered of the Hubbard pets was a grizzled dachshund, now departed, named for the great 17th Century organ-builder, Arp Schnitger. The workday had spaces for consulting the Oxford English Dictionary or Diderot's "Encyclopedie," for research and discussion of genera of conifers, or for the flying of kites, but only if it was Frank who initiated such an excursion: woe to the worker who took-off on his own. How might poverty relate to the other five senses in the poem? Hopkins wrote this poem six months before entering the novitiate. Should perfection be as effortless as clothing? You can hear the poet struggling with this question through the methodical, almost Zen-like regularity of the stanzas, inspecting each body part in dutiful order like a monk going through the ritual of the sacristy. Frank ran this world with conviction, authority, and a mixed record of patience and terrifying explosions in dealing with others' failures to equal his own standards of exactness. The title, therefore, has a double meaning; habit refers both to repetition and practice as well as to the unique clothing of the religious orders.
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Part of this always-swirling household were an elegant cat called Jacqueline and an elegant pony, Alexis. Eliot: "I am Lazarus, come from the dead, Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all. No matter how rotten he felt or how cross he was at being interrupted, his response on the telephone to "how are you? And, Poverty, be thou the bride And now the marriage feast begun, And lily-coloured clothes provide Your spouse not laboured-at nor spun. His skill served his astonishing scientific and historical knowledge, and also a perfection of taste rarely met with. Once, Frank Hubbard was carrying a violin by the 17th Century Austrian builder, Jakob Stainer, down the narrow stairs in the barn where he built his harpsichords, when he lost his footing.
