The Shepherds Calendar – March (John Clare Poems)
March month of 'many weathers' wildly comesIn hail and snow and rain and threatning humsAnd floods: while often at his ...
March month of 'many weathers' wildly comesIn hail and snow and rain and threatning humsAnd floods: while often at his ...
(Song of the uncommunicated Ideal.)I.I opened the eyes of my soul. And behold,A white river-lily: a lily awake, and aware,—For she set ...
Fire, Air, Earth, and Water,Salamander, Zephyr, Dusketha, and Breama.Salamander.Happy, happy glowing fire!Zephyr.Fragrant air! delicious light!Dusketha.Let me to my glooms retire!Breama.I ...
What am I, and what is he Who can cull and tear a heart, As one might a rose for sport In its ...
Shall it be said that the wind's gone overThe hill this night, and no ghost there?Not the shape of an ...
WHOSE love's a broad highwayThat stretches boldly onBefore them all the day,White and smooth in the sun-These, if they will, ...
A PLENTEOUS place is Ireland for hospitable cheer, Uileacan dubh O!Where the wholesome fruit is bursting from the yellow barley ear; Uileacan ...
THE holy bell, untouched by human hands, Clanged suddenly, and tolled with solemn knell.Between the massive, blazoned temple-doors,Thrown wide, to ...
I Apollo! Apollo! Apollo!II Where hast thou, Apollo, gone? I have wandered on and on, Through the shaggy Dorian gorges, ...
I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
A bird that I don't know, Hunched on his light-pole like a scarecrow, Looks sideways out into the wheat The ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
She walks as lightly as the fly Skates on the water in July. To hear her moving petticoat For me ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
I mind me in the days departed, How often underneath the sun With childish bounds I used to run To ...
I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
A mile behind is Gloucester town Where the flishing fleets put in, A mile ahead the land dips down And ...
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