Hafid B: Hello Siri Vane, 'goblet', it might be a diminuitive of gob: 'a lump, clot of some slimy substance' (OED). Something, perhaps, like pear-shaped droplets(!) of light?
Jerry F: A goblet is a glass with a stem, so the primary meaning of the goblets in Ada, Part 1, Ch. 8 (thanks to Ada Online), is that they appear to hold light as if it were wine.  I don't know whether any of the meanings of "gob" is relevant.
Carolyn K: I think the word may have been "gobbets."
Yannicke C: Hello Siri Vane, there is also a "whorelet" in Ada.
JM: ...and there is a "flowerlet" in PF.
 
PS: After gobbling James J.'s fluent washerwomen and VN's petaled laundry maid, tilleuil metamorphosing into GMH's elm in a dappled game of light and shade (VN often chose "dapple" and mentions Hopkins once in Lolita*), I realized I'd forgotten TSEliot's Burnt Norton (Four Quartets):
"...So we moved, and they, in a formal pattern,
Along the empty alley, into the box circle,
To look down into the drained pool.
Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged,
And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,
And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,
The surface glittered out of heart of light,
And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.
Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty
..."
 
(and I don't know what lines about Iris' "goblets of light" I love the most.)
 
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*- Dappled is a perfectly ordinary word, but it's a constant presence in GM Hopkins and, particularly, in "Pied Beauty" ( "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), where patterns bring up VN's own stained-glass harlequins and quilts.
 
(a) Every movement she made in the dappled sun plucked at the most secret and sensitive chord of my abject body...
(b) ...had visually possessed dappled nymphets in parks;
(c) two little maidens in shorts and halters came out of a sun-dappled privy marked "Women."...legs wide apart; and wobbling, they slowly, absently, merged with the light and shade. Lolita! Father and daughter melting into these woods!;
(d) as he leaned against a tree in which a multitude of dappled Priaps shivered. Immediately afterwards a marvelous transformation took place. He was no longer the satyr but a very good-natured and foolish Swiss cousin, the Gustave Trapp;
(e)  for I often noticed that living as we did, she and I, in a world of total evil, we would become strangely embarrassed whenever I tried to discuss something she and an older friend, she and a parent, she and a real healthy sweetheart, I and Annabel, Lolita and a sublime, purified, analyzed, deified Harold Haze, might have discussed — an abstract idea, a painting, stippled Hopkins or shorn Baudelaire, God or Shakespeare, anything of genuine kind. 
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