Friday, March 30, 2007

Poetry Friday

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.

~~ Gerard Manley Hopkins


Suzanne Temple said...

The daisy looks so fresh and full of life next to the desert picture on the right. Lovely poem. We love G.M.H.

Christine said...

Gerard Manley Hopkins is one of my favorite poets. Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem.