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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The [OMITTED] has [OMITTED]He stopd [OMITTED] loud
Then kept his beaver up & bye & bye
[OMITTED] silly wench
Ah hark [OMITTED]
To urge [OMITTED]
Galls up her starved [OMITTED]
A poor loose good for nothing he was found
So even had I heard his hogs noise round
[OMITTED] sure enough it was to guess as how
That honest work kept not the racket life
But veigling as he did twould be his delight
To wench & drink & swear from morn to night
& he was fane lie housed where one would
Hed one was sure to seem boasting about
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