Sister, a sister callingA master, her master and mine!—And the inboard seas run swirling and hawling;The rash smart sloggering brineBlinds her; but she that weather sees one thing, one;Has one fetch in her: she rears herself to divineEars, and the call of the tall nunTo the men in the tops and the tackle rode over the storm’s brawling.
Those lines are from Gerard Manley Hopkins’ “The Wreck of the Deutschland” (first published in 1918), a very long and difficult poem dedicated to the German Franciscan nuns who died in a shipwreck during a storm...