Gerard Manley Hopkins (184489). Poems. 1918. | | 56. (Ash-boughs) | | | a. NOT of all my eyes see, wandering on the world, | | Is anything a milk to the mind so, so sighs deep | | Poetry to it, as a tree whose boughs break in the sky. | | Say it is ashboughs: whether on a December day and furled | | Fast ór they in clammyish lashtender combs creep | 5 | Apart wide and new-nestle at heaven most high. | | They touch heaven, tabour on it; how their talons sweep | | The smouldering enormous winter welkin! May | | Mells blue and snowwhite through them, a fringe and fray | | Of greenery: it is old earths groping towards the steep | 10 | Heaven whom she childs us by. | | | (Variant from line 7.) b. They touch, they tabour on it, hover on it[; here, there hurled], | | With talons sweep | | The smouldering enormous winter welkin. [Eye, | | But more cheer is when] May | 15 | Mells blue with snowwhite through their fringe and fray | | Of greenery and old earth gropes for, grasps at steep | | Heaven with it whom she childs things by. | | | See Notes. | | | |