 | John Clare: The Midsummer Cushion |  |
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THE EVERGREEN ROSE
Delightful flower tis seldom mine
Such lasting smiles to win
To see thee through the window shine
Each morning looking in
Such lasting smiles to win
To see thee through the window shine
Each morning looking in
& laughing at the window pane
Right merry at all hours
No matter wether wind or rain
Thourt never lost to flowers
Right merry at all hours
No matter wether wind or rain
Thourt never lost to flowers
Autumn takes summer leaves away
& strips them like a thief
But shake thy green locks as he may
He cannot steal a leaf
& strips them like a thief
But shake thy green locks as he may
He cannot steal a leaf
As glossy as the ivys blooms
That round the oak is seen
No matter how the weather comes
Thou'rt still an evergreen
That round the oak is seen
No matter how the weather comes
Thou'rt still an evergreen
Birds scarce believe their eyes to meet
A rose tree still in bloom
The wren he cocks his tail to see't
& whistles when he comes
A rose tree still in bloom
The wren he cocks his tail to see't
& whistles when he comes
The Robin with his nimble eye
Looks sidling on the flower
& sings home bits of melody
& warms the winter hours
Looks sidling on the flower
& sings home bits of melody
& warms the winter hours
Then need I dread the winter more
Or think my dwelling drear
With evergreens agen the door
& roseys all the year
Or think my dwelling drear
With evergreens agen the door
& roseys all the year
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