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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LOVE'S PAINS
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This love, I canna' bear it,It cheats me night and day;
This love, I canna' wear it,
It takes my peace away.
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This love, wa' once a flower;But now it is a thorn,—
The joy o' evening hour,
Turn'd to a pain e're morn.
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This love, it wa' a bud,And a secret known to me;
Like a flower within a wood;
Like a nest within a tree.
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This love, wrong understood,Oft' turned my joy to pain;
I tried to throw away the bud,
But the blossom would remain.
July 13th 1844
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