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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THE MAID I LOVE |
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THE MAID I LOVE
The maid I love is fair as driven snow
Her raven curls around her white neck flow
Like light from the darkness comes above
Is the beautiful girl that I love—
Her raven curls around her white neck flow
Like light from the darkness comes above
Is the beautiful girl that I love—
The maid I love is like the wild hedge rose
That by woodside in the hedge row blows
Her lily hand is hidden in a glove
Soft are the features of the maid I love
That by woodside in the hedge row blows
Her lily hand is hidden in a glove
Soft are the features of the maid I love
An heart hidden thought it seems to me
A womans worth is there in a maids simplicity
Hope glances on her eyelids from above
Oh sweet is the presence of the maid I love—
A womans worth is there in a maids simplicity
Hope glances on her eyelids from above
Oh sweet is the presence of the maid I love—
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As roses in the green bud lie concealed
In the summers sunny breath are revealed
So in hidden thought that fair one I approve
Who will waken up my heart to her love—
In the summers sunny breath are revealed
So in hidden thought that fair one I approve
Who will waken up my heart to her love—
| The later poems of John Clare | |