Decay (John Clare Poems)
O Poesy is on the wane, For Fancy's visions all unfitting;I hardly know her face again, Nature herself seems on the flitting.The ...
O Poesy is on the wane, For Fancy's visions all unfitting;I hardly know her face again, Nature herself seems on the flitting.The ...
In Woolwich town does live a lass, I call her Wanton Betty; For not an epithet beside Would suit her half so pretty. Her ...
As I lay asleep at midnight,A thought came stealing over me:A shadow of a great disaster,The passing of my Love ...
Up in th' mountainI was a-sitting,With the bird thereAs my guest,Blithely singing,Blithely springing,And buildingHis nest.In the gardenI was a-standing,And the ...
They ask me to sing them a Christmas song That with musical mirth shall ring;How know I that the world's ...
" By Casey's Occidental Rooms, when the sun is getting low, The chattering crowds of Chinatown along the pavements go, ...
Off across the wide arroyo sweeps the breezes of the fall,Where the haze of Injun summer sort o' lingers over ...
We-ell, you say you're mine, but baby you don't show itYou better fly right, for before you know itI'm a-going ...
Up in th' mountain I was a-sitting, With the bird there As my guest, Blithely singing, Blithely springing, And building ...
'Twas Driver Smith of Battery A was anxious to see a fight; He thought of the Transvaal all the day, ...
You never heard tell of the story? Well, now, I can hardly believe! Never heard of the honour and glory ...
It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born; Six ...
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