The Shepherds Calendar – July (John Clare Poems)
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Ah! winding Forth! --- smooth wandering tide!O' Strevlin's peerless plain the pride;How pleas'd alang thy verdant side, Whar floweries spring,The muse ...
I LIKE, at times, to hear the steeples' chimesWith sober thoughts impressively that mingle;But sometimes, too, I rather like--don't you?--To ...
West Fifty-third was still Hell's Kitchenthe summer I first came to town,Eleventh Avenue was boarded up,the West Side Drive was ...
BEATTIE.Sweet minstrel! from thy hermit's cell Rich strains of sacred truth are flowing,The haughty sceptic's pride to quell; Thy harp is tuned ...
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
WHO INSISTED ON THE AUTHOR'S WRITING A POEM, ONMEETING BY APPOINTMENT WITH HER AND THREEOTHER LADIES AT AN INN ON ...
I got so down to it last night, With longin' for what could not be,That nothin' in the world seemed ...
At any other time of yearIt might have passed, but Spring is queer. He says somethin' - I dunno - ...
I seldom get to hatin' men, nor had much cause to hate;To me, it just a foolish game to play, ...
He was lyin' on his bunk, In the hut behind the mill,Ravin' like a man wild drunk, Never silent, ...
Back on the wrong line, that was all, Back in the morning, dusky and drear,Simple enough such a thing you ...
Air — "The County Meeting."Ye'er welcome, leddies, ane and a',Ye'er welcome to our County Ha';Sae weel ye look when buskit ...
As Head of the Division of Provision for RevisionWas a man of prompt decision--Morton Quirk.Ph.D. in Calisthenics, P. D. Q. ...
When ye gang awa, JamieFar across the sea, laddie,When ye gang to Germanie,What will ye send to me, laddie?I'll send ...
FY, let us a' to Kirkcudbright, For there will be bickerin' there; For Murray's light horse are to muster, And ...
Here is a silence I had not hoped for This side of paradise, I am an old believer In nature's ...
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