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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HIM WHO LOVES THEE BEST |
The later poems of John Clare | ||
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HIM WHO LOVES THEE BEST
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Oh come to him who loves thee bestOh come to him who loves thee
Thy bosom be his place of rest
Thine eyes like heaven above thee
Oh come to him that loves thee best
My Susan come to him
Wi gown as crimson as the west
Straw hat and ribbons trim
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The dew is on the primrose paleAnd on the white thorn buds
Oh come wi me and walk the vale
And honeysuckle woods
Let thy young spirit fancy me
With mine the hours employ
As one let us together be
All happiness! All joy!
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Oh! come to him who loves thee bestThe Lilacs are in blossom
And little birdies have their nest
But nothing like thy bosom
Oh Susan dont contrary be
For leave thee can I never
If thoult be me love I'll be thee
Loving in truth for ever
The later poems of John Clare | ||