The Flitting (John Clare Poems)
I've left my own old home of homes, Green fields and every pleasant place;The summer like a stranger comes, I pause and ...
I've left my own old home of homes, Green fields and every pleasant place;The summer like a stranger comes, I pause and ...
When with a skilful hand Prometheus madeA statue that the human form displayed,Pandora, his own work, to wed he chose,And ...
Of all the ills a mortal lives to mourn,From friends, from wealth, from a lov'd country torn;Exil'd by penury-or aught ...
Stars, that on your wondrous wayTravel through the evening sky,Is there nothing you can sayTo such a little child as ...
Write to thine eyes? Why, my poor penQuails at the unequal task;I fear you don't appreciateThe mighty boon you ask.Thine ...
I am! yet what I am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost; I am the self-consumer ...
Fresh fount of feeling, which from earliest days Hast sprung within mine heart, let not thy streams Now fail me, when this ...
THE SPAGNOLETTO.DRAMATIS PERSONAE.DON JOHN of AUSTRIA.JOSEF RIBERA, the Spagnoletto.LORENZO, noble young Italian artist, pupil of Ribera.DON TOMMASO MANZANO.LUCA, servant to ...
OR THE FLOWER OF THE WILDERNESS. Here, on the arid ridge Of dead Vesuvius, Exterminator terrible, That by no other ...
Miss Jenny W---d---r, to Lady Eliz. M---d---ss, at --- Castle, North.A View from the Parades at Bath, with some Account ...
Humility, said Lena, as she drewA well-worn glove upon her sun-burnt hand,"Is the best ornament a Christian knows."I think not ...
'To Monica'Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,And left the flushed print in a poppy there:Like a yawn of fire ...
Devyde my tymes and rate my wretched howresFrom days to months, fro months to many yeers,And than compare my sweetest ...
That sun which is yonder so brightly declining,That you look at with careless delight,Full many a lesson of wisdom might ...
ACROSS the broad Campagna fell The softly dropping rain, Obscured the hills I love so well, And blotted out the ...
Cities and Thrones and Powers, Stand in Time's eye, Almost as long as flowers, Which daily die: But, as new ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows My friends forsake me like a memory lost, I am ...
A magic moment I remember: I raised my eyes and you were there. A fleeting vision, the quintessence Of all ...
I I saw a staring virgin stand Where holy Dionysus died, And tear the heart out of his side. And ...
To Monica Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there: Like a ...
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