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that smile!
2007.01.27
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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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p.s.: She's making fun of me again - this time, it's the poem. She's always making fun of me! If I ever run the risk of taking myself seriously, she's there to get me back on track.
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And what a wonderful smile it is too. Nice portraits.
