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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[She's like the daisey on the hill]
She's like the daisey on the hill
That upward turns his eye
As if he thought the small white clouds
Where daiseys in the sky
That upward turns his eye
As if he thought the small white clouds
Where daiseys in the sky
She is the wood Anemonie
Sae droopin' & sae true
In sic' like shades she luvs to be
Bloomin' in draps o' dew
Sae droopin' & sae true
In sic' like shades she luvs to be
Bloomin' in draps o' dew
She is the goud spink on the thorn
Sae lovley in her sang
She is the gouden light o' morn
As beautifull & young
Sae lovley in her sang
She is the gouden light o' morn
As beautifull & young
The richest chord of Poesy
The sweetest note they sing
She is the poets pleasant dreams
& every pleasant thing
The sweetest note they sing
She is the poets pleasant dreams
& every pleasant thing
The all thats beautifull & sweet
The all thats good & fair
Is my true lover when we meet
Where summers wild flowers are
The all thats good & fair
Is my true lover when we meet
Where summers wild flowers are
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