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 ...
Long, long ago, it seems, this summer mornThat pale-browed April passed with pensive treadThrough the frore woods, and from its ...
We lay upon a flowery hill Close by the railway lines,Apollo dusted gold on us ...
WHEN the breath of autumn comesFirst, to say the summer's done,When the birds their leafy homesRifle of the seed and ...
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
A vagueness comes over everything, as though proving color and contour alike dispensable: the lighthouse extinct, the islands' spruce-tips drunk ...
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