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 LINGERING ROSE
Dwindling rose that lingers weary
When the rest are past away
On the autumns bough so dreary
Far from summers welcome day
Thou of lifes last hope reminds me
That still opes its flower to me
Rising from the wreck behind me
Suns of better days to see
When the rest are past away
On the autumns bough so dreary
Far from summers welcome day
Thou of lifes last hope reminds me
That still opes its flower to me
Rising from the wreck behind me
Suns of better days to see
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Hermit bud short pleasures bless thee
All thou seemly dwell upon
Rising storms will soon undress thee
Soon thy beauty will be gone
Far off joys appear the sweetest
Thou in bloom for such may steal
& now autumns joy thou meetest
Dissapointment breaks the seal
All thou seemly dwell upon
Rising storms will soon undress thee
Soon thy beauty will be gone
Far off joys appear the sweetest
Thou in bloom for such may steal
& now autumns joy thou meetest
Dissapointment breaks the seal
Such is life its joyous bosom
Dwells upon a distant scene
Till like thee its hopfull blossom
Dies delusions blight between
So the summer suns conclusion
Sets in gold from fancys sight
Till the ending wild delusion
Leaves us in the damps of night
Dwells upon a distant scene
Till like thee its hopfull blossom
Dies delusions blight between
So the summer suns conclusion
Sets in gold from fancys sight
Till the ending wild delusion
Leaves us in the damps of night
| The early poems of John Clare | |