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.
