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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[The sultry day it wears away]
The sultry day it wears away
& oer the distant leas
The mist again in purple stain
Falls moist on flower & trees
Their homes to find the weary hind[s]
Glad leave their carts & ploughs
While maidens fair wi bosoms bare
Go cooly to their cows
& oer the distant leas
The mist again in purple stain
Falls moist on flower & trees
Their homes to find the weary hind[s]
Glad leave their carts & ploughs
While maidens fair wi bosoms bare
Go cooly to their cows
The red round sun his work has done
& dropt into his bed
& sweetly shines the oaks behind
His curtains fringd wi red
& step by step the night has crep
& day as loath retires
But clouds more dark nights entrance mark
Till days last spark expires
& dropt into his bed
& sweetly shines the oaks behind
His curtains fringd wi red
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& day as loath retires
But clouds more dark nights entrance mark
Till days last spark expires
Pride of the vales the nightingales
Now charm the oaken grove
& loud & long wi amarous tongue
They try to please their love
& where the rose reviving blows
Upon its sweltered bower
Ill take my seat my love to meet
& wait the 'pointed hour
Now charm the oaken grove
& loud & long wi amarous tongue
They try to please their love
& where the rose reviving blows
Upon its sweltered bower
Ill take my seat my love to meet
& wait the 'pointed hour
& like the bird whose joy is heard
Now he his love can join
Who hails so loud the evens shroud
Ill wait as glad for mine
As weary bees oer parched leas
Now meets reviving flowers
So on her breast Ill sink to rest
& bless the evening hours
Now he his love can join
Who hails so loud the evens shroud
Ill wait as glad for mine
As weary bees oer parched leas
Now meets reviving flowers
So on her breast Ill sink to rest
& bless the evening hours
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