To John Clare (John Clare Poems)
Well, honest John, how fare you now at home? The spring is come, and birds are building nests; The old cock-robin to ...
Well, honest John, how fare you now at home? The spring is come, and birds are building nests; The old cock-robin to ...
EdwardHist, William! hist! what means that air so gay?Thy looks, thy dress, bespeak some holiday:Thy hat is brushed; thy hands, ...
Hunchback. Stand up and lift your hand and bless A man that finds great bitterness In thinking of his lost ...
I I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies; The children learn ...
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