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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TO THE MUSE
Musey heres luck wi ten times ten
Full bumpers fill agen & gen
I feel the bind of bay boughs plain
L---d look upon us
Im most fit going beside my sen
To meet such honours
Full bumpers fill agen & gen
I feel the bind of bay boughs plain
L---d look upon us
Im most fit going beside my sen
To meet such honours
I thought ye once mock favours hurld
& bay leaves round my temples curld
Just as a boys foolscaps unfurld
To show disgrace
& laugh & tell the critic world
My piteous case
& bay leaves round my temples curld
Just as a boys foolscaps unfurld
To show disgrace
& laugh & tell the critic world
My piteous case
I hopd & feard (no guilty doddy
That to the hemp condemns his body
Coud suffer worse)—the L---d good g*d aye
My trembling shanks
Coud scarce by times bear up my body
To think yer pranks
That to the hemp condemns his body
Coud suffer worse)—the L---d good g*d aye
My trembling shanks
Coud scarce by times bear up my body
To think yer pranks
But now thy sun thoust lent me shine wi't
Poems thy powers paint many a line wi't
The mist is spread that tryd to hide it
& thro thy smile
God bless thee I say 'n every climate
Im known for miles
Poems thy powers paint many a line wi't
The mist is spread that tryd to hide it
& thro thy smile
God bless thee I say 'n every climate
Im known for miles
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