The early poems of John Clare 1804-1822: General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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[O thrice lucky town (the more lucky poor creatu'rs)]
O thrice lucky town (the more lucky poor creatu'rs)
Who ere could have thought that such luck would be thine
Such a stranger as thou art to things o' like natur
But time bringeth all things to pass—so its sighn
& O' what a blessing o' poor peoples sides
Who just before this wer' near pineing to dead
That his L---d---ps great goodnes condecends to provide
An odd sort of something that they may be fed
What a good christian heart must his honour posess
To 'mean him so l*w when so high riches rank him
In giving this h*ge p---dge—they cant do no less
Then down on their knappers & twenty times thank him
Who ere could have thought that such luck would be thine
Such a stranger as thou art to things o' like natur
But time bringeth all things to pass—so its sighn
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Who just before this wer' near pineing to dead
That his L---d---ps great goodnes condecends to provide
An odd sort of something that they may be fed
What a good christian heart must his honour posess
To 'mean him so l*w when so high riches rank him
In giving this h*ge p---dge—they cant do no less
Then down on their knappers & twenty times thank him
And benevolent charity sure such as this is
'll set others a going for the good o poor ce'turs
And warm squeezing Mizers to open their fis'es
And soften the wit-leather hearts of our betters
'll set others a going for the good o poor ce'turs
And warm squeezing Mizers to open their fis'es
And soften the wit-leather hearts of our betters
| The early poems of John Clare | |