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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[We'll walk my love at eve unseen]
We'll walk my love at eve unseen
By broad leaved hazel hedge [so green]
Where Anna['s] curls like fingered glove
Dark as the ivy shakes above
We'll stand on grass banks bright & dry
And count the stars all in the sky
And there well stand to see them shine
Till love grows fond and you divine
By broad leaved hazel hedge [so green]
Where Anna['s] curls like fingered glove
Dark as the ivy shakes above
We'll stand on grass banks bright & dry
And count the stars all in the sky
And there well stand to see them shine
Till love grows fond and you divine
A kiss without thy leave I'll take
With one arm lapped round thy white neck
While curls by thy white earings [shake]
Like so many coal black rings
And loll upon thy heaving breast
And in thy secret wishes rest
My arm around thy shoulder thrown
Thy hand in mine Id. hold my own
With one arm lapped round thy white neck
While curls by thy white earings [shake]
Like so many coal black rings
And loll upon thy heaving breast
And in thy secret wishes rest
My arm around thy shoulder thrown
Thy hand in mine Id. hold my own
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The ash it spreads accross the leas
And bunches shake o' paler keys
We'll sit beneath or stand the while
And see the heavens burn & smile
The meadow sweets white downy tops
And round the binding wild hedge hops
And bunches shake o' paler keys
We'll sit beneath or stand the while
And see the heavens burn & smile
The meadow sweets white downy tops
And round the binding wild hedge hops
The later poems of John Clare | ||