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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[Springs flushing bud has opend into leaf]
Springs flushing bud has opend into leafSummers blown [flower] hath shed its seed & gone
Browning wheat fields rustle in the sheaf
Which springs first sun beam lookd so green upon
So natures beauties vanishes away
The very dreams of what was once decay
Mid pale consumptive autumns windings round
When summer beauties & the suns warm ray
Like charms of woman wanes & vanishes
Ah sad to think that beautys burning eyes
Shoud shine in borrowd light ah sad to see
Such lights extinguishd in a mortal shroud
Ah sad to think joys flower so sweet shoud be
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