The early poems of John Clare 1804-1822: General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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[So now says he weegling how matters went wi im]
So now says he weegling how matters went wi imAs Ive begd food & clothing & nobody gi em
The next plan to take is—hard fortune a curs ont
As beging wornt speed I mun rob & make wors ont
Tho the case stans wi that as it stood wi the tother
I may as well dy by one death as dye by another
The hemp fevers dreadful—as terrors can mak it
But still reasons plain if as plain I can take it
Where force puts no choise we mun put up wi pinches
Hemp mays well end at once ont what hunger but inches
So now for their desent behaviour Ill comb em
What they wornt gie fairly Ill foul take from em
So said on the high road he took up his station
Wi trifles he first gan his new occupation
But in practise grown bolder—succeses still speeding
Tempted actions more dareing to crown the preceeding
Till hardend in robbing—O horror forbidding
He dard to do murder—which shall not be hidden
Young readers take warning ye ha the Example
O the ‘fruits of Idleness’ this is a sample
Friendship is but Vanity hope not there giving
Let your hands be your trust for the honestest living
He was taen & condemnd in the hopes o' his glory
& a Gallows deservd serves to finis the story
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