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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[My love thourt like yon morning bed]
My love thourt like yon morning bed
The hills above
In yonder east we see
Thy breasts so white thy cheeks so red
O sweet the morning wakes in thee
My witching love
The hills above
In yonder east we see
Thy breasts so white thy cheeks so red
O sweet the morning wakes in thee
My witching love
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My love thourt like the summers day
That wakes the dove
& smiles so sweet we see
Thy looks so smiling dress so gay
O sweet the summer shines in thee
My witching love
That wakes the dove
& smiles so sweet we see
Thy looks so smiling dress so gay
O sweet the summer shines in thee
My witching love
My love thourt like the even scene
As sweet to prove
O passing sweet to me
So meek so gentle in thy mien
O sweet the evening meets in thee
My witching love
As sweet to prove
O passing sweet to me
So meek so gentle in thy mien
O sweet the evening meets in thee
My witching love
| The early poems of John Clare | |