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 ...
When Age comes on!--"The deepening dusk is where the dawn Once glittered splendid, and the dewIn honey-drips, from red rose-lips Was kissed ...
He has come the way of the fighting men, and fought by the rules of the ...
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