MERZ

Starlight Night
(words by Gerard Manley Hopkins, 1844–89) look at the stars! look, look up at the skies! oh look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! the bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there! down in dim woods the diamond delves! the elves'-eyes! the grey lawns cold where gold, where quickgold lies! wind-beat whitebeam! airy abeles set on a flare! flake-doves sent floating forth at a farmyard scare!— ah well! it is all a purchase, all is a prize. buy then! bid then!—what?—prayer, patience, aims, vows. look, look: a may-mess, like on orchard boughs! look! march-bloom, like on mealed-with-yellow sallows! these are indeed the barn; withindoors house the shocks. this piece-bright paling shuts the spouse christ home, christ and his mother and all his hallows. From Letras Mania