578. Binsey Poplars by Gerard Manley Hopkins

Published: Oct. 11, 2013, 8:44 a.m.

b'Gerard Manley Hopkins read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n \\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n \\nBinsey Poplars\\nfelled 1879 \\n \\nby Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844 \\u2013 1889)\\n \\n \\n \\nMy aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled, \\nQuelled or quenched in leaves the leaping sun, \\nAll felled, felled, are all felled; \\nOf a fresh and following folded rank \\nNot spared, not one \\nThat dandled a sandalled \\nShadow that swam or sank \\nOn meadow and river and wind-wandering weed-winding bank. \\n \\nO if we but knew what we do \\nWhen we delve or hew\\u2014 \\nHack and rack the growing green! \\nSince country is so tender \\nTo touch, her being s\\xf3 slender, \\nThat, like this sleek and seeing ball \\nBut a prick will make no eye at all, \\nWhere we, even where we mean \\nTo mend her we end her, \\nWhen we hew or delve: \\nAfter-comers cannot guess the beauty been. \\nTen or twelve, only ten or twelve \\nStrokes of havoc unselve \\nThe sweet especial scene, \\nRural scene, a rural scene, \\nSweet especial rural scene. \\n\\n \\n Reading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud, 2008.'