Hopkins’ lament for the natural world and his anger at its destruction are particularly topical for readers today. He probably could not have imagined that what he saw as an environmental catastrophe in the nineteenth century was nothing compared to the state of the Earth today. Even today, when the Amazon rainforest is being cut down to be found in abundance, and it is this resilient and regenerative aspect of nature that Hopkins celebrates in the sestet of this poem: ‘And for all this, nature is never spent’. The endearment ‘dearest’ in the next line reminds us of the value Hopkins placed on nature, as ‘dear’ means both beloved and expensive. This line also reminds us of the power of nature deep inside things (think of a cell, for example): ‘There lives the dearest freshness deep down things’. Hopkins compares the eternal cycle of bright morning following the darkness of night: ‘And though the last lights off the black West went/ Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs’. The hyperbole of the verb ‘springs’ is joyful and celebratory. This leads us to the poignant conclusion, where Hopkins uses the metaphor of a mother hen protectively clucking over her chicks to describe how God watches over the world: ‘Because the Holy Ghost over the bent/ World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.’ The alliteration of the ‘b’ sounds in these lines makes it sound almost like a chant when read aloud (this poem is written in iambic pentameter for the most part), while the exclamation ‘ah!’ illustrates Hopkins’ joyful relief and utter faith in God.