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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[Yon valleys bend & wood between]
Yon valleys bend & wood between
A rose is in its blow
As sweet a flower as ere was seen
Or ere was known to grow
Of tender bloom it seemd to be
& delicate its hue
No other rose upon the tree
Is half so fair to view
A rose is in its blow
As sweet a flower as ere was seen
Or ere was known to grow
Of tender bloom it seemd to be
& delicate its hue
No other rose upon the tree
Is half so fair to view
& may the hand wi right good will
That offers it its care
The muses fancy there fulfill
& find it sweet as fair
But if a hand to mischief prone
Unfeeling views the bower
May brambles pierce him to the bone
Ere he can wrong the flower
That offers it its care
The muses fancy there fulfill
& find it sweet as fair
But if a hand to mischief prone
Unfeeling views the bower
May brambles pierce him to the bone
Ere he can wrong the flower
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