Merry Maid (John Clare Poems)
Bonny and stout and brown, without a hat,She frowns offended when they call her fat--Yet fat she is, the merriest ...
Bonny and stout and brown, without a hat,She frowns offended when they call her fat--Yet fat she is, the merriest ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
Swept from his fleet upon that fatal night When great Poseidon's sudden-veering wrath Scattered the happy homeward-floating Greeks Like foam-flakes ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
August 13: 1704 Oft hast thou acted thy part, My country, worthily thee! Lifted ...
THE round world glows in its green and rose, And the full buds burst to bloom: The earth is ours ...
Newmarket or St. Leger . . .Who, in the garden pony carrying skepsOf grass or fallen leaves, his knees gone ...
THE DUSK of day's decline was hard on dark When evening trembled round thy glowworm lamp That shone ...
THERE was a king, a jovial king.Rode out across the heather -O he could laugh and he could singWhen we ...
Beneath the blue Egyptian skies,With ramp and roller, guide and stay,I saw the Pyramids ariseAnd I shall see them pass ...
Through darkness and traffic, I start each day; On the miles to work, I start to pray. ***** I talk ...
Purple Blue Asters bright yellow centers shining above the new-cut hay along our hurried way We drive right on by ...
A comment several weeks ago about wondering about her gifts why she wasn't good at verse or speaking in church ...
A ramp, a roof, a residence all the projects of the mission our service to the community far down the ...
It was the white breast of the raptor, stoic in the aged tree sitting motionless, drinking in the light of ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in ...
We have all of us read how the Israelites fled From Egypt with Pharaoh in eager pursuit of 'em, And ...
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