We trace the arc of an old gesture, reaching for a cadence that once held the weight of a living body in mid-air.
The second-person singular verb ending here is a lovely relic, though I suspect the syntax of hope is more complex than a mere archaic suffix.
A reading from Psalms 106:27
And that he would overthrow their seed among the nations, And scatter them in the lands.
— Psalms 106:27 (en_asv)
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