The Shepherds Calendar – November (John Clare Poems)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon;And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a faceBeamless and pale ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon;And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a faceBeamless and pale ...
The trees went up the hillAnd over it.Then the dry grasses of the pasture wereOnly a kind of blonde lightSettling ...
The trees went up the hillAnd over it.Then the dry grasses of the pasture wereOnly a kind of blonde lightSettling ...
OCH, what was it got me at all that time To promise I'd marry a Rachray man?An' now he'll not listen ...
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
SEE! yonder badgeman with that glowing face,A meteor shining in this sober place!Vast sums were paid, and many years were ...
The merry brown hares came leapingOver the crest of the hill,Where the clover and corn lay sleepingUnder the moonlight still.Leaping ...
Poor Tom Brown from Nottingham, Jack Williams and poor JoeThey were three gallant poacher boys their country well does knowAnd ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
Because I was a wonton wild And welcomed many a lover, Who is the father of my child I wish ...
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light, Thou seemest most charming to my sight; As I gaze upon thee in the ...
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