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THE SILVER JUBILEE by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS

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First Line: THOUGH NO HIGH-HUNG BELLS OR DIN
Last Line: UTTER SILVER JUBILEE.
To James First Bishop of Shrewsbury on the 25th Year
of his Episcopate, July 28, 1876

1
THOUGH no high-hung bells or din
Of braggart bugles cry it in --
What is sound? Nature's round
Makes the Silver Jubilee.

2
Five and twenty years have run
Since sacred fountains to the sun
Sprang, that but now were shut,
Showering Silver Jubilee.

3
Feasts, when we shall fall asleep,
Shrewsbury may see others keep;
None but you this her true,
This her Silver Jubilee.

4
Not today we need lament
Your wealth of life is some way spent:
Toil has shed round your head
Silver but for Jubilee.

5
Then for her whose velvet vales
Should have pealed with welcome, Wales,
Let the chime of a rhyme
Utter Silver Jubilee.




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