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 What Being in Rank-Old Nature by Gerard Manley Hopkins 
						What being in rank-old nature should earlier have that breath beenThat hйre pйrsonal tells off these heart-song powerful peals?—
 A bush-browed, beetle-brуwed bнllow is it?
 With a soъth-wйsterly wнnd blъstering, with a tide rolls reels
 Of crumbling, fore-foundering, thundering all-surfy seas in; seen
 Ъnderneath, their glassy barrel, of a fairy green.
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 Or a jaunting vaunting vaulting assaulting trumpet telling
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