AS kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies drw flme;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bells
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selvesgoes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying Wht I do is me: for that I came.
say mre: the just man justices;
Keps grce: tht keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in Gods eye what in Gods eye he is
Chrstfor Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of mens faces.
-Gerard Manley Hopkins
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bells
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selvesgoes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying Wht I do is me: for that I came.
say mre: the just man justices;
Keps grce: tht keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in Gods eye what in Gods eye he is
Chrstfor Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of mens faces.
-Gerard Manley Hopkins