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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ON DEATH
O life thy name to me's a gauling soundA sound Id fainly wish to breath no more
One only peace for me my hopes have found
When thy existance & wild race is oer
When death makes one & heals a thousand wounds
& lays my aching head in the cold ground
O happy hour Id only wish to have
Another moments gasp & then the grave
I only wish but one disparting sigh
A welcome farewell take of all & dye
Thoust gen me little world for thanks return
Thou tempts me little wi thee still to 'bide
One only cause in leaving thee I mourn
That I had neer been born or in the cradle dyd
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