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As Kingfishers Catch Fire, Dragonflies Draw Flame Post by :gman23 Category :Poems Author :Gerard Manley Hopkins Date :August 2011 Read :1396

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As Kingfishers Catch Fire, Dragonflies Draw Flame

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's
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;
Selves--goes itself; _myself_ it speaks and spells,
Crying _What I do is me: for that I came._

I say more: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is--
Christ--for Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men's faces.





(The end)
Gerard Manley Hopkins's poem: As Kingfishers Catch Fire, Dragonflies Draw Flame

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