What sound, what glorious music is present in the poetry of Gerard Manley Hopkins. Pied Beauty is my favorite although others share in this result of his extravagant imagination. The lines defy analytical description, we hear first:
Landscaped platted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plow;
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
The beauty of all things soars in his poetry. I relish the sound of beauty, music of the spheres.