Gerard Manley Hopkins

The Starlight Night

Reverend Father Gerard Manley Hopkins, S.






Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!
  O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
  The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!
 Down in dim woods the diamond delves! the elves'-eyes!
 The grey lawns cold where gold, where quickgold lies!
  Wind-beat whitebeam! airy abeles set on a flare!
  Flake-doves sent floating forth at a farmyard scare! --
 Ah well! it is all a purchase, all is a prize.

 Buy then! bid then! -- What? -- Prayer, patience, alms, vows.
  Look, look: a May-mess, like on orchard boughs!
 Look! March-bloom, like on mealed-with-yellow sallows!
  These are indeed the barn; withindoors house
  The shocks. This piece-bright paling shuts the spouse
 Christ home, Christ and his mother and all his hallows.

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