The Fox (John Clare Poems)
The shepherd on his journey heard when nighHis dog among the bushes barking high;The ploughman ran and gave a hearty ...
The shepherd on his journey heard when nighHis dog among the bushes barking high;The ploughman ran and gave a hearty ...
And—'Yonder look! yoho! yoho! Nancy is off!' the farmer cried, Advancing by the river side, Red-kerchieft and brown-coated;—'So, My girl, ...
Many are the deceivers: The suburban matron, proper in the supermarket, list in hand so she won't suddenly fly, buying ...
At Kangaroo Gully in 'Fifty-twoThe rush and the scramble was reckless and rough;'Three ounces a dish and the lead running ...
The little Man, and tiny Maid,Who love the Fairies in the glade,Who see them in the tangled grassThe Gnomes and ...
There was once a little animal,No bigger than a fox,And on five toes he scamperedOver Tertiary rocks.They called him Eohippus,And ...
Am I to become profligate as if I were a blonde? Or religiousas if I were French?Each time my heart ...
IOnce a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came;Full of skill was he and heartless In pursuit of ...
Last night I caught him on his knees and looking underneath the bed,And oh, the guilty look he wore, and ...
When mother baked an angel cake we kids would gather roundAn' watch her gentle hands at work, an' never make ...
In prison, when the sun was up,Each "reb" licked clean his plate and cup,And not a scrap left for our ...
I never knew the joy of getting home,I never knew how fast a heart could beat;I never tasted joy,Till the ...
There was a cat named Crazy ChristianWho never lived long enough to screwHe was gay hearted, young and handsomeAnd all ...
Children scampered down the streetTo talk with Jesus—sit at his feet.But older people made a crowdAnd said the children were ...
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
X. Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, ...
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
You've heard of "Casey at The Bat," And "Casey's Tabble Dote"; But now it's time To write a rhyme Of ...
He turned to me with his kind, sleepy gaze And fresh face slowly brightening to the grin That sets my ...
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