Pied Beauty

Glory be to God for dappled things -
For skies of couples-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout
that swim;

Fresh-firecoal chestnuts-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced - fold, fallow,
and plough
And all trades, thier 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