The later poems of John Clare 1837-1864 ... General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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FAREWELL
Farewell to the bushy clump Close to the river
And the flags where the butter bump hides in for ever
Farewell to the weedy nook Hemmed in by waters
Farewell to the millers brook And his three bonny daughters
Farewell to them a' While in prison I lye
In the prison O thrall Seeing nought but the sky
And the flags where the butter bump hides in for ever
Farewell to the weedy nook Hemmed in by waters
Farewell to the millers brook And his three bonny daughters
Farewell to them a' While in prison I lye
In the prison O thrall Seeing nought but the sky
Shut out are the green fields And birds i' the bushes
I' the prison yard nothing builds
Black birds or thrushes
Farewell to the old Mill And dash O the waters
To the Miller And dearer still
To his three bonny daughters
I' the prison yard nothing builds
Black birds or thrushes
Farewell to the old Mill And dash O the waters
To the Miller And dearer still
To his three bonny daughters
I' the neak the large burdock Grows near the green willow
I' the flood round the moorcock Dashes under the billow
To the old Mill farewell
To the lock pens and water
To the Miller himself
And his three bonny daughters
I' the flood round the moorcock Dashes under the billow
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To the lock pens and water
To the Miller himself
And his three bonny daughters
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