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The Windhover:

To Christ our Lord

I caught the morning morning’s minion, king-
dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his
riding
of the rolling level underneath him steady air and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a blow-bend : the hurl and
Gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird,--the achieve of the mastery of the thing!

Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!

No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion
Shine and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.

Gerard Manley Hopkins

Date: 2007-06-09 05:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emmmjay.livejournal.com
His alliteration is amazing...we recently talked about him in my writing group, and I've put him on my summer list to study...

Thanks for posting!

Date: 2007-06-09 10:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] o-glorianna.livejournal.com
Oh, how I love this poem, and Hopkins in general. Thanks for posting!

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