What Being in Rank-Old Nature by Gerard Manley Hopkins

What being in rank-old nature should earlier have that breath been
That here porsonal tells off these heart-song powerful peals?—
A bush-browed, beetle-br?wed b?llow is it?
With a so?th-w?sterly w?nd bl?stering, with a tide rolls reels
Of crumbling, fore-foundering, thundering all-surfy seas in; seen
?nderneath, their glassy barrel, of a fairy green.

by Gerard Manley Hopkins

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