The Shepherd’s Calendar – August (John Clare Poems)
Harvest approaches with its bustling dayThe wheat tans brown and barley bleaches greyIn yellow garb the oat land intervenesAnd tawney ...
Harvest approaches with its bustling dayThe wheat tans brown and barley bleaches greyIn yellow garb the oat land intervenesAnd tawney ...
In a quiet, pleasant meadow, Beneath a summer sky, Where green old trees their branches waved, And winds went singing by; Where a little ...
Now summer is in flower and natures humIs never silent round her sultry bloomInsects as small as dust are never ...
THE GLOVED and jewelled bards who sing Of Pippa, Maud, and Dorothea,Have hardly done the handsome thing For you, my inky Cytherea.Flower ...
There are, who darkling and alone, Would wish the weary night were gone, Though dawning morn should only show The secret of their ...
Around this lovely valley riseThe purple hills of Paradise.O, softly on yon banks of haze,Her rosy face the Summer lays!Becalmed ...
Oh! silent lute, when will thy silver chordsGive the light wings of melody to words—Words sweet as are the lips ...
After a pause ALICE began, "Well,they were both very unpleasant characters -""De mortuis -" said TWEEDLEDEE reprovingly."I don't know what ...
Thrice, oh, thrice happy, shepherd's life and state!When courts are happiness' unhappy pawns!His cottage low and safely humble gateShuts out ...
The raindrops fall.Thousands of raindropspatter down on the leaves of the foresthigh up on the mountain.The rain soaks into the ...
O hot-house deep in the forest's heart!O doors forever sealed!Lo, all that lives beneath thy dome,And in my soul, and ...
How, in the light of morning,Round me thou glowest,Spring, thou beloved one!With thousand-varying loving blissThe sacred emotionsBorn of thy warmth ...
Carols nature, counsel men.Different notes as rook from wrenHear we when our steps begin,And the choice is cast within,Where a ...
The lovely things that I have watched unthinking,Unknowing, day by day,That their soft dyes have steeped my soul in colourThat ...
I have been in France. There are some poplars still,And Norman spires unwounded on the hill:I saw the slaughtered cities ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
How, in the light of morning, Round me thou glowest, Spring, thou beloved one! With thousand-varying loving bliss The sacred ...
An olive drab snorkel coat seemed like the coolest thing once upon a time a long snout of a coat ...
Now that my hair has grown long like in those last photographs of John Lennon, sitting on that couch in ...
The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke-- "They say we folks in Narromine are narrow-minded folk. But ...
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