“All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.”

"Pied Beauty", lines 7-11
Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918)

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English poet 1844–1889

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