Gerard Manley Hopkins - SpringGerard Manley Hopkins - Spring
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Nothing is so beautiful as spring —
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush`s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth`s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. — Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid`s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.
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