Glory be to God for dappled things.
Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844 - 1889)
Like the playing of the sunbeams on a solitary harp
Is the music of her laughter, never flat and never sharp,
And as regards the motion and the swing of Heaven's gait
It is Miriam's enchanting as a Judith keeps her date
With myriad cypressed children in the hollows of the palms
Of Him who has created both the pilgrims and their psalms,
But so freely and so smoothly and so gracefully she flows
That aromatic cedars, the fragrance of the Rose,
The Lily's loveliness, the liquefaction leafed of trees
A-shimmer on the Eventide but half bespeak the ease
And allure of her enchantments which are married to The Voice
Whose Gregorian songs, so filled with Peace, bid all in One rejoice.
John Bradburne (1921 - 1979)
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