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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HELLEN BONNY HELLEN
O Hellen bonny Hellen why so coy
The spring is with us but thou art not here
It was but tother day I passed thy dwelling
And could not see thy dwelling anywhere
The spring is with us but thou art not here
It was but tother day I passed thy dwelling
And could not see thy dwelling anywhere
In every thicket where they've trees been felling
Where leafs the white thorn and where shoots the brere
Here swarm the brimstone primrose in moss dwelling
But silence answers Hellen is not here
Where leafs the white thorn and where shoots the brere
Here swarm the brimstone primrose in moss dwelling
But silence answers Hellen is not here
The spring it is come and the primroses pale
Blaze through as they'd burn ye before ye get near
The hedgesparrows whistle i' the thorn i' the dale
But where art thou hiding sweet Hellen my dear
Blaze through as they'd burn ye before ye get near
The hedgesparrows whistle i' the thorn i' the dale
But where art thou hiding sweet Hellen my dear
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Hedgesparrows they whistle the hedges get green
And violets and primroses blossom again
I' thy soft flowing dresses my Hellen be seen
And we'll meet in old courtship on Meadow and plain
And violets and primroses blossom again
I' thy soft flowing dresses my Hellen be seen
And we'll meet in old courtship on Meadow and plain
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