What Being in Rank-Old Nature by Gerard Manley Hopkins
What being in rank-old nature should earlier have that breath been
That hÐ¹re pÐ¹rsonal tells off these heart-song powerful peals?â€”
A bush-browed, beetle-brÑƒwed bÐ½llow is it?
With a soÑŠth-wÐ¹sterly wÐ½nd blÑŠstering, with a tide rolls reels
Of crumbling, fore-foundering, thundering all-surfy seas in; seen
Ðªnderneath, their glassy barrel, of a fairy green.
. . . . . . . .
Or a jaunting vaunting vaulting assaulting trumpet telling