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Glory be to God for dappled things
For skies of couple-colours as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim:
Freash-firecoals chestnut-falls; finger’s wings;
Landscape plotteed and pieced . fold, fallow, and plought:
And all trades, theri gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow: Sweet, sour, adazzle, dim:
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.

Lyrics was added by roman59

The Habit Of Perfection (with Jan Hrubý)