There was such beauty in the dappled valley <br />As hurt the sight, the heart stabbed to tears. <br />The gathered beautifulness of all the years <br />Hovered thereover, it seemed, eternally <br />Set for men's joy. Town, tower, trees, river <br />Under a sky royal-azure Heaven for ever <br />Up-piled with towering mountains of March cloud. <br /> <br />A Herald-day of Spring more wonderful <br />Than Her true own. Trumpets cried aloud <br />In sky, earth, blood. No beast, no clod so dull <br />But the strength felt of the day, Power of the giver <br />Was glad for being, lowly at once, and proud. <br />Kyrie Eleison, and Gloria, <br />Credo, Jubilate, Magnificat: <br />The whole world gathered strength to praise the day.<br /><br />Ivor Gurney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-valley-11/
