Cheery Beggar
By Gerard Manley Hopkins
Beyond Mgdalen and by the Bridge, on a place called there the Plain,
In Summer, in a burst of summertime
Following falls and falls of rain,
When the air was sweet-and-sour of the flown fineflower of
Those goldnails and their gaylinks that hang along a lime;
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The motion of that man's heart is fine
Whom want could not make pne, pne
That struggling should not sear him, a gift should cheer him
Like that poor pocket of pence, poor pence of mine.