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 ...
The Presbytery with one accord in one place,Were met to consider and speak on the caseOf David Macrae, bent with ...
Draw thi cheer nigher th' foir, put th' knittin away, Put thi tooas up o'th' fender to warm:We've booath wrought enuff, ...
Late being new fangled, so fancie did moue,I was fast entangled in nets of blinde loue,(Good friends, doe beleeue me) ...
Road that passes valleys,(A many-tinted scroll),Dark with pines, gay with blooms,Unwinds beside the sea;Where silver-dusted olives,(A fangled fringe of olives)Sway ...
Wondah whut on earf tiz ails me,Seems I see mo' outlan'ish t'ings,Sech ez wagons pullin' hosses,An' red mens, wid horns ...
There once was a time when I revelled in rhyme, with Valentines deluged my cousins, Translated Tibullus and ...
Smoking lately in my "Funny," as I'm wont, beneath the bank, Listening to Cam's rippling murmurs thro' the ...
The new - fangled churches that don't believe I thingsAren't the churches that satisfy me;I 'm firm in my notion ...
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