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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IMPROMTU SUGGESTED WHILE VIEWING AN INFANT GRAVE |
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IMPROMTU SUGGESTED WHILE VIEWING AN INFANT GRAVE
Beneath the Sod where smiling creeps
The daisy into view
The Ashes of an Infant sleeps
Whose soul's as smiling too
—Ah doubly happy—doubly blest—
Had I so happy been
Recall'd to heavens eternal rest
Ere it knew how to sin
The daisy into view
The Ashes of an Infant sleeps
Whose soul's as smiling too
—Ah doubly happy—doubly blest—
Had I so happy been
Recall'd to heavens eternal rest
Ere it knew how to sin
Thrice happy Infant great the bliss
Alone reserv'd for thee
Such joy—twas my sad fate to miss
& thy good luck to see
For Oh when all must rise again
To have their sentence gave
What crowds will wish with me in vain
They'd fill'd an Infants Grave
Alone reserv'd for thee
Such joy—twas my sad fate to miss
& thy good luck to see
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To have their sentence gave
What crowds will wish with me in vain
They'd fill'd an Infants Grave
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