| 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. |
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| 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. |
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