Easter
Easter Poem: Windhover by Gerard Manley Hopkins
29/01/08
Windhover
To Christ our Lord
I caught this morning morning's minion, king-
dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon,
in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and
striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow -bend: the hurl
and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird, ---the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!
Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume here
Buckel! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!
No wonder of it: Sheer plod makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermilion.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
To Christ our Lord
I caught this morning morning's minion, king-
dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon,
in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and
striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow -bend: the hurl
and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird, ---the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!
Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume here
Buckel! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!
No wonder of it: Sheer plod makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermilion.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
One Easter Poem
28/01/08
This is beautiful poem with lots of colours.
Wonderful to be expressed in eurythmy.
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