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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[A blossom won my wandering eye]
A blossom won my wandering eye
Its looks had power to win
Its hue was of the liley dye
How ever foul within
But ere I stretchd my gathering hand
A rival popt between
& bragd of far superior land
& won the fickle queen
Its looks had power to win
Its hue was of the liley dye
How ever foul within
But ere I stretchd my gathering hand
A rival popt between
& bragd of far superior land
& won the fickle queen
Well it might go I could but sigh
But neer shall cost a tear
He who a beauty face dare buy
Will find his bargain dear
A lovly maid woud coldly prove
U[n]less her heart were mine
A beauty charm wi out its love
Im happy to resign
But neer shall cost a tear
He who a beauty face dare buy
Will find his bargain dear
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U[n]less her heart were mine
A beauty charm wi out its love
Im happy to resign
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