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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[[Aut]umn is beautiful to see] |
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[[Aut]umn is beautiful to see]
[Aut]umn is beautiful to see
Clothd in its wild mortality
Of colord leaves that fade & fall
& leave a lesson with us all
Of clouded skyes that hourly wain
& gleam in short livd smiles again
Oer wilderd fields & colord bowers
& witherd tufts that once were flowers
Clothd in its wild mortality
Of colord leaves that fade & fall
& leave a lesson with us all
Of clouded skyes that hourly wain
& gleam in short livd smiles again
Oer wilderd fields & colord bowers
& witherd tufts that once were flowers
Nor can I wish those scenes away
So beautiful in lifes decay
For summers smiles to yearly be
Or give springs hopes eternity
Around me woods & vallys seems
Wrapt all in visionary dreams
Wild fairey scenes each touchd has gone
& like enchantment varies on
So beautiful in lifes decay
For summers smiles to yearly be
Or give springs hopes eternity
Around me woods & vallys seems
Wrapt all in visionary dreams
Wild fairey scenes each touchd has gone
& like enchantment varies on
A rain bow glory nature weaves
Around her dwelling ere she leaves
Her waning fading toils—to keep
Her sabbath rest of winter sleep
Around her dwelling ere she leaves
Her waning fading toils—to keep
Her sabbath rest of winter sleep
| The early poems of John Clare | |