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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MOON LIGHT WALK
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The sun like the last look of loveHas smiled farewell on the tower and tree
And in the shades of every grove
Has left the calm that pleases me
While all around so pure does seem
I fancy that my God is near
Or think I live in some sweet dream
Where evenings moon is shining clear
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Now evenings dews are falling downAnd moon beams on the gravel stoop
So bright they shine o'er darkness thrown
They seem as you could pick them up
And fir dale shadows in a group
Darker than darklike coffined palls
You'r naturally obliged to stoop
To feel where seems no ground at all
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How sweet the bum clocks bagpipe droneThat buzzes by with evening song
He meets the traveller all alone
On furze clad heath and spinney strong
Now that the busy daylight talk
Has ceased, and left this scene alone
I'll wander down the moon lit walk
And call its pleasures all my own
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