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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[How eager does he eddy round]
How eager does he eddy round
To seek his peace & rest
& blest [to] know where peace is found
Drops happy in his nest
To seek his peace & rest
& blest [to] know where peace is found
Drops happy in his nest
Ah pleasures but in vain displayd
My lot to discommode
Where hope but checkers up the shade
To show my gloomy road
My lot to discommode
Where hope but checkers up the shade
To show my gloomy road
Alas to me no home belongs
But what my dreams create
Vain cuckoo like I sing my songs
& leave the rest to fate
But what my dreams create
Vain cuckoo like I sing my songs
& leave the rest to fate
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