Glory be to God for dappled things — For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced — fold, fallow, and plough; And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him.
In the poem, the narrator praises God for the variety of "dappled things" in nature, such as piebald cattle, trout and finches.
At the end of the poem, the narrator emphasizes that God's beauty is "past change", and advises readers to "Praise him".
This ending is gently ironic and beautifully surprising: the entire poem has been about variety, and then God's attribute of immutability is praised in contrast.