Poem in the end of 'Victoria`s Secret'

The Poem from
Victoria's Secret

After Fraser was shot by Ray in the closing sequences of "Victoria's Secret, part 2" and lay bleeding on the railway platform, he began reciting the following poem. A poem that is probably the same one that Victoria was reciting as she and Benton were trapped on the side of the mountain years earlier.


The Windhover:
To Christ Our Lord

I CAUGHT this morning morning's minion, king-
dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird, -- the achieve of; the mastery of the thing!

Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!


No wonder of it: shéer plód makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.



- Gerard Manley Hopkins (1845-1889)
Composed in 1877, Published in 1918