The later poems of John Clare 1837-1864 ... General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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The later poems of John Clare | ||
SPRING
Pale sun beams gleam
That nurtur a few flowers
Pile wort & daisey & a sprig o' green
On white thorn bushes
In the leaf strewn hedge
That nurtur a few flowers
Pile wort & daisey & a sprig o' green
On white thorn bushes
In the leaf strewn hedge
These harbingers
Tell spring is coming fast
& these the schoolboy marks
& wastes an hour from school
Agen the old pasture hedge
Tell spring is coming fast
& these the schoolboy marks
& wastes an hour from school
Agen the old pasture hedge
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Cropping the daisey
& the pile wort flowers
Pleased with the Spring & all he looks upon
He opes his spelling book
& hides her blossoms there
& the pile wort flowers
Pleased with the Spring & all he looks upon
He opes his spelling book
& hides her blossoms there
Shadows fall dark
Like black in the pale Sun
& lye the bleak day long
Like black stock under hedges
& bare wind rocked trees
Like black in the pale Sun
& lye the bleak day long
Like black stock under hedges
& bare wind rocked trees
Tis chill but pleasant
In the hedge bottom lined
With brown seer leaves the last
Year littered there & left
Mopes the hedge Sparrow
In the hedge bottom lined
With brown seer leaves the last
Year littered there & left
Mopes the hedge Sparrow
With trembling wings & cheeps
Its welcome to pale sunbeams
Creeping through & further on
Made of green moss
The nest & green blue eggs are seen
Its welcome to pale sunbeams
Creeping through & further on
Made of green moss
The nest & green blue eggs are seen
All token spring & every day
Green & more green hedges & close
& every where appears
Still tis but March
But still that March is Spring
Green & more green hedges & close
& every where appears
Still tis but March
But still that March is Spring
The later poems of John Clare | ||