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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[Dropt here & there upon the flower]
Dropt here & there upon the flower
I love the dew to see
For then does come the evens hour
That is so dear to me
When silence reigns upon the plain
& night hides all or nearly
For then I meet the smiles again
Of her I love so dearly
I love the dew to see
For then does come the evens hour
That is so dear to me
When silence reigns upon the plain
& night hides all or nearly
For then I meet the smiles again
Of her I love so dearly
O how I love yon dusky plains
Tho others there may be
As much belovd by other swains
But nones so dear to me
Their thorn buds smell as sweet the while
Their brooks may run as clearly
But what are they wi out the smile
Of her I love so dearly
Tho others there may be
As much belovd by other swains
But nones so dear to me
Their thorn buds smell as sweet the while
Their brooks may run as clearly
But what are they wi out the smile
Of her I love so dearly
In yonder bower the maid Ive met
Where still I love to meet
The dew drops fall the sun has set
O evening thou art sweet
Hopes eye feign breaks the misty glooms
The times expird or nearly
Ah faithfull still & here she comes
Who woud but love thee dearly
Where still I love to meet
The dew drops fall the sun has set
O evening thou art sweet
Hopes eye feign breaks the misty glooms
The times expird or nearly
Ah faithfull still & here she comes
Who woud but love thee dearly
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Tho still we meet neath fates controul
Who knows the luck that shall come
& then thou idol of my soul
Still meet & thoult be welcome
I wish I had for sake o' thee
A lords estate or nearly
Thou soon shoud see whod ladys be
& who I love so dearly
Who knows the luck that shall come
& then thou idol of my soul
Still meet & thoult be welcome
I wish I had for sake o' thee
A lords estate or nearly
Thou soon shoud see whod ladys be
& who I love so dearly
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