Saturday, April 05, 2008

Poem 5

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 all trades, 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


Mimi said...

I really love Hopkins. I need to get a book of his.

Thank you!

MaureenE said...

Yes, Hopkins is quite amazing! I read a book of his poetry once several years ago and I couldn't appreciate all of it fully. I need to go back and read it again.