Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
The Starlight NightGerard Manley Hopkins (18441889)
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O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
The bright boroughs, the quivering citadels there!
The dim woods quick with diamond wells; the elf-eyes!
The grey lawns cold where quaking gold-dew lies!
Wind-beat white-beam; airy abeles all on flare!
Flake-doves sent floating out at a farmyard scare!—
Ah well! it is a purchase and a prize.
Look, look! a May-mess, like on orchard boughs;
Look! March-bloom, like on meal’d-with-yellow sallows.—
These are indeed the barn: within-doors house
The shocks. This piece-bright paling hides the Spouse
Christ, and the mother of Christ and all his hallows.