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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 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.
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