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 ...
Harvest approaches with its bustling dayThe wheat tans brown and barley bleaches greyIn yellow garb the oat land intervenesAnd tawney ...
I-SpringAllegroWake ! wake !Out of the snow and the mist,In rain-wet wind-blown gauzeOf amber and amethyst,Cometh Spring like a girl.Trembling ...
Now summer is in flower and natures humIs never silent round her sultry bloomInsects as small as dust are never ...
The infant april joins the springAnd views its watery skyeAs youngling linnet trys its wingAnd fears at first to flyeWith ...
THE ARGUMENT.Ismeno conjures, but his charms are vain;Aladine will kill the Christians in his ire:Sophronia and Olindo would be slainTo ...
SOON shall you come as the dawn from the dumb abysm of night,Traveler birthward, Hastener earthward out of the gloom!Soon ...
The steeples are white in the wild moonlight, And the trees have a silver glare;Past the chimneys high see the vampires ...
Oh, you may not pass, you, upon the path-You may not pass!Oh, by the green fields you may stray,Or by ...
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
1The first enters wearing the neon armourOf virtue.Ceaselessly firing all-purpose smilesAt everyone presentShe destroys hopeIn the breasts of the sick,Who ...
Woe unto you, ye sons of pain that are this day in earth,Now cry for all your torment: now curse ...
HERE Morris, on the plains that we have loved,Think of the death of Akoose, fleet of foot,Who, in his prime, ...
I draw a-near you in your sleeping city,Who, in mine ancient freedom,Knew neither loss nor scant;Who hunted even as he ...
I am the woman-drawer, I am the cry;I am the secret voice; I am the sigh;I ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of ...
Called The Hon 'Lizard Gizzard' with aptness bearing fruit from his septic yellow face to his pinstripe business suit, famous ...
Immortal! William Shakespeare, there's none can you excel, You have drawn out your characters remarkably well, Which is delightful for ...
Ah in the thunder air how still the trees are! And the lime-tree, lovely and tall, every leaf silent hardly ...
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