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John Clare: The Midsummer Cushion

Edited by R. K. R. Thornton & Anne Tibble
Clare, John (1793-1864)

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THE MIDSUMMER CUSHION
 
[dedication]
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TO THE RURAL MUSE
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TALES
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POEMS
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BALLADS & SONGS
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SONNETS

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COLOURS OF AUTUMN

Now that the year is drawing to a close
Such mellow tints on trees & bushes lie
So like to sunshine that it brighter glows
As one looks more intently—on the sky
I turn astonished that no sun is there
The ribboned strips of orange blue & red
Streaks through the western sky a georgeous bed
Painting days end most beautifully fair
So mild so quiet breaths the balmy air
Scenting the perfume of decaying leaves
Such fragrance & such lovliness they wear
Trees hedgrows bushes that the heart recieves
Joys for which language owneth words too few
To paint that glowing richness which I view
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