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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TO MISS W
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The wild hedge-rose it blooms so fairUpon the stem so briery
And grows the very likeness there
Of her I call my deary
The self same bloom is in her face
As that within the blossom
Its eye of gold, like pin of grace
Is that upon her bosom
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The wild hedge rose how sweet it smellsUpon the evening tree
Will Jane now seek the heather dells
And crop the flower with me
Its blush is on her lovely cheek
Its gold eye on her breast
'Tis eaten in an apple streak
And on loves bosom press't—
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It buds among the briars in MayAnd opens in the June
Will Jane now go the wild wood way
And meet the silver moon
Say will you go the wild wood way
At evenings dewy close
And talk a pleasant hour away
And love the wild-hedge-rose
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