PIED BEAUTY


Glory be to God for dappled things-- 
  For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; 
    For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; 
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; 
  Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; 
    And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
 
All things counter, original, spare, strange; 
  Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) 
    With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; 
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: 
Praise Him.

               Gerard Manley Hopkins

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