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Gerard Manley Hopkins - The Sea And The Skylark
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On ear and ear two noises too old to end
  Trench—right, the tide that ramps against the shore;
  With a flood or a fall, low lull-off or all roar,
Frequenting there while moon shall wear and wend. 
Left hand, off land, I hear the lark ascend,
  His rash-fresh re-winded new-skeinèd score
  In crisps of curl off wild winch whirl, and pour
And pelt music, till none `s to spill nor spend. 

How these two shame this shallow and frail town!
  How ring right out our sordid turbid time,
Being pure! We, life`s pride and cared-for crown, 

  Have lost that cheer and charm of earth`s past prime:
Our make and making break, are breaking, down
  To man`s last dust, drain fast towards man`s first slime.
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