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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.
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